You are carved, from the finest tree in garden, called Eden.

Your lips is a wine, that drunken a heart, and makes foes call themselves a brethren.

Your breast is mount Sinai,
The only refuge I like to hide and rely.

Your eyebrow tells the arrivals of hurricane, when it romantically moves.

Your neck is fashioned for
Pearls from deep blue sea,

So smooth and polished, like the pole of Solomon throne sit.

You have the earth shape in your Tommy,
And that is known as a belly botton.

Your waist is citadel of gold,
That makes the whole world glow.

Your legs are like the cranes
Tall,smooth,and ready for high places

Your love can put the lame to run
Your anger is like volcanic eruption
oh woman!!! You are greatly loved.