Sweet Potato Poem by Uche Nwanze

Something about this Special lady i met on this Sunny Sunday.
I met this Sweet, scintillating, special lady.
Her eyes blazed like the morning Sun.
She shone like the Northern star.
Her body dazzled like Diamonds.
Her poise could push any Saint over the Sanctuary.
Something about this Special lady.
She swept me off my feet with her enchanting persona
Her Smile was electrifying.
She had an aura of divinity worn like an apparel.
She had a gentle mien like a dove.
Her sweet sonorous voice could melt an impregnable rock.
Something about this special lady.
Couldn't take my eyes off this curvy bevy.
She was the cynosure of my eyes.
She is like the daughter of the gods.
Something about the Special lady.
When she talks, I am speechless.
Her smile is breathtaking and takes my breath away.
She walks like blue blood.
Something about this special lady.
I see her everyday in Dreamland.
I wait with bathed breath for the Sun to wake up from her slumber, so I could catch a glimpse of her silhouette.
Something about this Special lady.
She has a heart of gold.
Succulent and spicy like sweet potato
If I could just hold her in my arms.
If I could hold her delicate hands.
If only she would be mine.
Something about this Special lady.
To another she belongs yet
She stole my heart away.
Something about this Special Lady.
She is my secret Goldmine.
I would sell the whole world so she could be mine.
She is Soft, Sumptuous and Sweet.
Something about this Special lady I met on this Special Sunny Sunday.

(C)UCHE NWANZE
10-09-2019
11: 50PM