Who is this coming out of the desert?
Like an island, her beauty stands out as it truly deserves
Who is this that smells like myrrh incense?
Like a cloud of smoke, her countenance is so intense.
Women of Africa, go out and see.
Her news already spreads across the sea
Women of Nigeria, go out and behold
She is the face of beauty no one would want to be told.
Look at her whom my heart desires.
She's the true choice my heart requires.
Her breasts are like fawns.
On them I wish to spend every of my dawns
Her eyes are mirrors of paradise.
An eternal kingdom no man will jeopardize.
(Inspired by Songs of Solomon)