Mystic meet Here I’m, banging away time When am poked at the flanks I look up to behold an unfamiliar face She’s an ordinary lacy But a thick fur o’ non-ordinary blankets her mien Her lioness, glassy and sexy eyes rigs her out of her peers Chocolate lips that’ve ignored adulthood Acts as an iron gate to her milky teeth Hooked on African gums. Her nose’s a blend of two bloods Not too flat to be anyuola, not too big to be abandu Skin’s freshly polished Mahoga...