I love to look at
her round-black cheeks!
Her twin breasts
are like well-fed gazelles! I like her bosoms, I love that shy-looking eyes!
Don’t
look at me, for your eyes thoroughly overwhelms me! I am captivated by your
only even one glance!
You made me merry
by your white teeth those matching together as army in uniform! Your back is
dangerously bending up—and with a soft and smooth voice you have totally
enthralled me! You are amazing!
And with your
unique nature of God’s creative hand you surpassed thousands of the world women
in beauty!
You have your own
beauty—your bosom is liken unto that thin-backed butterfly!
You have a neck
that is tall and straight up—your lips are sweeter than the honey-comb;you are
beautiful by nature!
Your beautiful
laps are like well-built pillars of the temple, your laps are leveled lovely
altogether!
Those women who use charms to win the heart with are nothing to
your natural beauty—you are a unique being!
I desire you day after another, for you are sweeter than the honey-comb!
Your fragrance is
so sweet that deliberately evokes real love because you are a virgin!
Your embrace
worms the body of him who hugged you! You are just clean by nature!
Your thigh is
widely matching together like a City gate that has been well built for the King
to enter; your waist is like a path that leads high on the hill-peak,
Your body is
skillfully made—your framework is alluring even to the king!
You win even the
heart of the Prince—for you are manipulative being!
You hindered my
heart to never love other beings; for
you caught all my sensibility and robbed me of my own attention—I am your lovesick!
You made me look
crassly at your natural beauty; you bind me to glance at you eagerly and so
often—yet never I satisfied to peer at your seductive eyes even now!
You are a very
important woman; your black-skin has a big space in my heart!
Your exquisite
beauty is gripping like gravity of an iron!
You throw your
King into great confusions—you held the prince captivated and cause the Emir
sent to jail!
You captured the
eye of him who saw you—and harden his heart so that he could not dare an accidental
death fate from your own brother!
You are like a
strong charm whose fortunes cannot be thwarted—your God had designed you truly
well!
Please I beg you,
hug me, allow me to embrace and huddle myself in your arms—and my heart will be
relented and relieved from my longstanding frustrations and wounding of an
old!!
You look dreading
and war victim—your face is still afraid from your enemy;
but
comfort—comfort!
Be not afraid and
dreading again, for the Jehovah LORD has released you from agony and sighing—He
has sheltered you and me with abundant peace!
The LORD promised
you saying;
from now on, I
will not forgive those who will try to plunder you again!
I will not let go
of those who will attempt to mock you—but I will fight them mercilessly;
I will break the
neck of an elephant that attempts to approach you with triviality and
contempt—I will smash the skins of the hard crocodile—I will not sit back and wait or even hesitate!
Oh LORD! Thank
you for the beautiful woman you gave me—at first I did not consider it, but
when I open my eye-lids at her; I saw her impressive beauty!
You, my black
woman of Africa! You cook all
tasty and good—you are skillful in all that you do! You shrewdly manage your
own house well!
Being with you is
more important than in the King’s Palace—to dwell beside you is more
exhilarating than even in the Castle!
You black woman! You are more beautiful than even an
angle—your eyes are completely white and sharp like a sharpened dagger! You
made me reeled and fell back from your radiant eyes—I am seriously wounded in the heart by reason of your lovely
glances!
Your fragrance is
naturally sweeter than sweet and pure perfume made from an expensive nave! I
like your sweet and fantastic fragrances—yes I like it, I like to smell it!
I don’t care even
if your own brother accused me of being unfair with you—I will not be afraid or
shy to hold you by your hands even in the eyes of your own mother! I love you, I love you my Queen! Without you the
world is a hell of fire to me!
I fervently prefer
you above everything the LORD our God has made! Do not bother to emblazon
yourself in human attire;
By putting on
anything that will make you disguised from your natural being—for your natural
body is liken a canopy of a Queen—yes, like even the lilies of the fields!
You confused and
made me babbled with words I don’t even understand once I see your prettiest
face!
You kept me all
night awake and awaiting for the new sun to rise;
So that I could
go to the highland where you live with your own mother in an intention to see
you even again—days without you I hated them all!
My body wetted
from the cold of early morning dews as I stood waiting for you in your father’s
own shrubs!
I am poor and
without even one cow—so your parents charged me with more cows those dowry I
could not afford or even attain—and they thought by charging me costly that it
will make me fear and shy away eventually so that I could not have you as my
own;
but believe me, I
won’t leave or even stay away from her—for she is my all-joy!
Forgive me my
darling—for at first I did not perceived you;
at first I did
not consider it; please, let go
of my sills of the past and let’s begin even now! Let’s take the love-life in
our hearts not by our hands!
Let’s be
sincerely and live together as Royal family! Let the world remain outside as
maids and bodyguards stay outdoors from the presence of their masters!
Let the beloved
ones lay in their remote and greenish pastures with no even one to interfere in
their love! Stay far away you women of the world! Do not interfere in our
love; for her love is a real amusement even to my heart—you are a pleasing
being!
I promise you do
not worry—for your husband is a brave man, he will do it all!
I promise you!!
Just walk to and
fro freely, for your husband is behind you girded—he is a real warrior!
You, my black
woman of Africa! You gives birth to great Champions—your womb brings forth
heroes whose hearts know no fear!
Your breasts feed
only Queens and Princes of the world! Your beau is a hidden treasure—you are not
even now tasted, your sweetness give joy to the heart of the Noble of the City.
Your beautiful
cheeks are like newly found honey-comb—you allure even the Chief of the Royal
palace into hiding places—you are a beautiful being!
You, my black
woman of Africa, Speak! Speak! For your words sustain me and surround me like a
well-built wall;
your words heals
my wounds those which had been in my heart for long time!
Hold my hand, let
me walk down with you in the greenish trees shadow’s places;
I am yours and
you are mine, walk with me for one of your trip counts!
Allow me to lie
on your bosom and rest on your twin breasts—let me drink pure wine from your
virgin-well till I get drunk!
You, my black
woman of Africa! You are like a
hock that catches the great sea monitor; your black skin has totally bewitched
my heart hastily!
You, my black
woman of Africa! You kept me
giggling excitedly because you seized all my heart with deep love!
You are amazing! You
enticed me into rectifying your beau in an outpouring—yet I am never acquainted to
say it again, still even now!
For you have
lifted my head up and crowned me with regalia of a King!
May the LORD God
of heavens bless your very womb, may your children call you ‘woman of
excellence’!
May your name be
highly honored by the Kings, and highly spoken well of even in the entire
World—amen!! Come along–come along my darling my Princess, let’s walk away!
Ustaz:. Malong Baak
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