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My eye is a photographic lens, Capturing your majestic presence You drive me crazy through my headset, Leaving behind no source of evidence _2_ I lose my sense, And mess up my tense Your loud brightness, Crushes down my dark fence _3_ Your Highness! Your touches are wireless I can’t feel my legs, Whenever you get on my nerves _4_ You are such a spec, I haven’t seen in light years You are a high tech, Infiltrating my dark web _5_ You are the suspense, In my GUCCI purse The silence, Covering me like a tight dress _6_ Your drive test, Has become a huge success Be my guest, In quenching my thirst _7_ Your black skin, My vaccine Your hardships, My passion _8_ Your confection, Got me making a confession Your pretty reflection, Has caused me an infection _9_ Your melanin arranged in sections, Sparks an insurrection My dick begins resurrecting, Like The Undertaker of Wrestling _10_ I am begging for redemption, From you

  I have read many books, And my words flowed like a river I have heard many rules, But none has made me a leader Ever since, I met you, My world just caught a fever Astounded by your looks, It is time to call you a diva /2/ Your unbelievable moves, Has turned me into a believer Your quality nudes, Turns out better than gold and silver You put me in a freaky mood, Without using your finger And there are still no clues, As to how you do it, my weaver /3/ Your brown neighbourhood, Is full of curves and zigzags The things which you do, Converts me into a sinner A shot of your booze, Transitions me into a dreamer And your heavenly food, Never turns out to be meagre /4/ Out of the blues, Here comes my tequila Satisfying me in the bedroom, With her mouth-watering dinner Her melodious tune Has turned me a into a singer And at full moon, She moans like MJ's Thriller /5/ I am not a player from Cameroon, But call me Roger Milla

  I am a knowledge seeker, that’s why I’d like to know you better Your body isn’t a loud speaker, Yet, it deafens my comprehension / 2 / You got a thick figure, I would like to carve with my metal and your pre-paid meter seems to give me that connection /3/ I have become an avid reader, in order to pen this letter and your quality picture, Turns out to be my divine intervention /4/ Your eyes is like a deep river, Therefore embrace me into your shelter Your lips has a sweetener, That gets men into detention /5/ You are a beautiful soul, Whenever it comes to art As well as dutiful, With your tasks /6/ You are a like pole I would love to attract And the bible I ought to have /7/ Detectives are still tracing the factory, That created you from head to feet Scientists are weighing your properties, Whenever it comes to your melanin /8/ The answer is a hidden mystery to them But an amazing history,  To we men. BeYunus🔮 October 2022.