African Woman

 

In lands where sunsets paint the sky,

There dwells a beauty, radiant and high.

Her skin, kissed by the African sun,

Reflects the strength of the nations she's from.

Her eyes, a gleaming pair of stars,

Hold stories of triumph, love, and scars.

They speak of resilience, so deep and true,

A testament to the spirit she imbues.

Her hair, a crown of abundant grace,

Commanding attention with each and every embrace.

From braids that tell of heritage and pride,

To afros, dancing freely, wild and wide.

Her voice, a melody of rhythms and song,

Carries echoes of history, heard for so long.

Her words, like poetry, rich and profound,

Inspire and empower, making hearts resound.

Her curves, a testament to nature's art,

Celebrate the curves of the ancient Earth's heart.

Her body, adorned with vibrant attire,

Reflects the beauty she never fails to inspire.

African woman, your spirit roams free,

In every step, a dance for all to see.

Your presence, a beacon of strength and grace,

Exuding love, fostering unity's embrace.

In your beauty, there lies a story, untold,

Of a continent's richness, a tale so bold.

African woman, you are a masterpiece,

An inspiration, captivating hearts, never to cease.