Nubian Queen of the mother plains, diamonds, pearls and
perfume drapes your darkness.
Such glamour.
Wit skin like warm chocolate, drizzle love's effusion.
Vanilla you possess so effortlessly.
Unearth the scent of lavender.
Let aroma infiltrate loneliness.
Oh, Nubian Princess, crowned with the finest gold tiara,
you sparkle.
Dazzle the hurt and crying souls wit things so true to you.
Your portrait paints red roses of radiance.
Oh, my sweet Nubian Queen, you reign supreme.
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