My Love Poem by Frantic Bird

Many are the daughters of Zulu nobles
As the stars in the sky
Beauty is their crown and they are groomed
Groomed to melt the hearts of men
Their skin is bathed in sweet goats’ milk
And nourished with honey
From the hub of Africa’s bees

Their eyes glow in the dark
Because they are clothed in wisdom
They seem through gloom
And through the hearts of men
Their hair grows neatly
A bed for crowns
For spirited warriors
Their lips blossom
From their purity of blood

Their necks are pillars that hold up grace
Their bodies are inviting
Always upright and pure
Their feet are strong
Carriers of truth
But gentle to the ground they tread

Plenty are the daughters of the Zulu kingdom
Abundant in beauty and other forms
Many are the daughters of Zulu nobles
But for me there is only you
My love