Adonia My Love

Your beauty radiates like the goddess Aphrodite
Your eyes sparkle like the goddess Venus
Your skin blooming like an Amarantha
Your Neck arched and glossy like the beautiful giraffes of Africa
Your Hips well rounded like the hills of Rwanda
Your legs long, shapely and meaty like the queen of Wakanda

Adonia My heart beat

The caresses of your fingers
The scent of your Skin
The smoothness of your hair
The naughtiness in your smile
The tenderness in your Lips
The strokes of your feet
The deepness of your stare

Mesmerizes me into a distant far away land Adonia

I will **** Lions for you my love
I will cross lakes and ocean for you
I will discover an Island for you
I will climb the highest peaks for you
I will invent currencies donning your beautiful portrait
I will break the best Guided Vaults for you
I will conquer battles for you

Because Adonia you are the only air that I wish to breath

Will you be
My rainbow on a cloudy day
My sunset on a warm summer evening
My grain of hope in a maze of hopelessness
My strength in my moment of weakness
My anchor during the storm
My star in an empty Sky
My unspoken words in lives temptations
My Cheerleader in the game of life
For you Adonia I will make everything Beautiful
Because Adonia am drunk in Love
Affection
Openness
Love
Kindness
Honesty
Respect
Selfless
Wi­ll be Our Anthem
.
I promise to  engrave your name  in my heart
For my Embrace will never end.
Adonia My heavenly Gift

By heavens! The selfless one, she is gone.
Brave as a lion she fought for just cause;
If courage means fearless, then she is courageous;
If today’s cubs are tomorrow’s lions, then she births lions.

I have seen humanity’s darkest side: greed and ego;
But no such darkness in her whole being.
In my sojourn on earth, l knew peace and love;
’Cause your deeds toward men translate into self-sacrifice.

Before I could say Jack Robinson, it happened;
Yesterday she was here, today she is gone. The Nile
Flows into the sea, emptying itself there: nature rules;
So the selfless one has gone home to her maker.

Adonia, I can’t fathom why you always call the
Selfless ones home first; you called the last I know.