Tirna Poem by Daniel ojogba Joseph

I love thy heart of gold,
Won't trade it for a soul of bronze,
The tint in your eyes when you gaze,
The softness of thy dark unkissed lips,
The plump of thy uncarrassed breasts,
Thy soft breath like the brewing of coffee,
Thy nature-endowed-necklace neck,
With a spiral that draws a sigh from saturn,
The undulating moves of thy walking hips,
Are so pristine a beaut' to behold.
Beyond these I love thy very soul,
The Tir'Na of my lovely oath!