African Jenn

ive fallen for Her Magesty
ive fallen at the sight of her
silhouette behind her bedroom curtain
dampened by the mist from
her hot shower that evening
so pure i imagen that the vaper hovers
close to her skin but do not touch.
She is amanzing. more beautiful
than Niagra Falls or the sweetest love song
that tells his inamorata that "I love you"
Ah, so im guilty of loving this royal princess
taken by her smile, poisoned by her touch
crippled by her venumous sting of
pleasure against my rod.
I sought to conceive wings and
fly to lovers tunes in her black forest.
but i'd flown in to close to her window
and seen Her Majesty pure and clean
black and beautiful.
O Africa, O Africa
Your Princess, Her Majesty, My Queen,
open your gates for true loves wishes
can pierce the sky with loves lighten rad