Yve

Always youthful smooth and rich;
Ebony fingers rake my hair,
Softest skin, as dark as pitch,
Paler palms that swipe by pairs.

Eyes that shine as bright as stars;
Coyness hides a dangerous heart,
Sexy knees like shining tars,
Enchanted by her smile, in part.

Lead by you my Nubian queen;
My chin held high in humble pride,
My full face joy, by all is seen,
My heart, as wrists, by you, are tied.