He looked at her by starlight.
She looked beautiful in the night.
She had milk and honey skin.
And silky black hair blowing in the wind.
Her eyes were blue as the sea.
And she was lovely to look at under the palm trees.
...And this is lovely to read, whether you are under palm trees, or not! A very good write, Lamar!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lamar, such a lovely write👍👍👍