Benjamin Paa Willie
Be My Love Goddess
She ambles before the tide
Protects her vitals from the looking eye
Sees farther beyond the sky
Knows the secrets of the stars the high
She appears in her capturing gown
A touch and her fragrance is never gone
When the sun halts she brings dawn
A king she makes from the lowliest pawn
She strolls not on the street
Rather the street strolls to her
Her eyes may steal your heart beat
In her presence is nothing to fear
But then she is the Love Goddess
Never moved by earthly prowess
Benjamin Paa Willie
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