A poem for FATIMA, the marrocain
just got out off the salone *** her eyes shines so bright
mightier than lightning catching the audiances sight
just got off the salone, can't say it made her prettier or so,
because she always been the queen of the show
queen of sensation, smiled at me once*** leaving me speechless with her incredible glance
all i can say, everything in the universe bends before her , with her looks, pretty voice and character
finding her way in the obscurity of my day to draw a smile on my face like a bed time story narrator
