BELOVED

Darling, how beautiful you are!
And that red dress...
Surely, I can't explain.
The hips,
Like curved Akpim drums
And the waist
Swaying back and forth
Like canopies on a slight wind.

Darling,
And those red lips
Threatening like a fresh wound.
Your spongy breasts
Can act like pillows
And those reflecting eyes,
I can see myself through them.
And the thin long legs,
Fit for tonight's dance.

Darling, your eyebrows
Black as night
Laying beautifully
On that spotless brown face.
Those hair,
Are carefully knit
In the recent style
Like the *Kyondo bag.

Darling, that touch.
Warm and gentle
Arousing the innermost feelings
Of everlasting love.
Your skin,
Smooth and soft
Like a newborn baby.

Those dimples,
Like ripe grapes
Ready to be harvested.
Babe, your kiss...
Warm and long
Always takes my breath away
Which leaves me
With an 'Ouch!'

Darling, your teeth
White like snow
From the famous Kilimanjaro.
And that gap between them,
Can make a passerby
Stare for five hours
Without blinking.

Come all of you friends
And see my beloved
Just like the dawn's sun
Or rather,
Like a fresh
Rose flower
Plucked from the garden.

*Kyondo- a bag made by knitting sisal popular in the Kamba community in Kenya.