“She had long hair br Many would envy! br br Full soft pink lips br With a specific line br Projected sharp, br One could make br Her heart’s contour. br br Eyes, Wide and wild br Reflecting a smile br In its line and lashes, br But had deep hidden br Whispers that only br I could read certain. br br Her breathe made me br Bite her cheeks br And tease her nose, br Cause it smelled as br Tender Mango leaves! br br She was hostile to br Make ups or scents. br Her sweat smelled wild br As pineapple blossoms, br That often lured even br Angels good and bad.” br br Adorned her for ages br With desires immense.