Ariyike,
droplets of rainbow cascade
down her heavenly shoulders
her teeth are fragments
of the full moon
making her smile shine brighter
than a moon steeped pond.

Ariyike,
who is as beautiful as a poem
as rhythmic as a love song
graceful as a gazelle

Ariyike,
glossy fashion magazines
cannot boast the lustre
of your face

Ariyike,
a masterpiece of creation
embodiment of God's creative prowess
who is as beautiful as the garden of Eden.

Ariyike,
who is the melody i hear
in everysong
who is the glorious dawn
i wake up to every sunrise
who is the beautiful moon
that lulls me to sleep
with songs of a nightingale
who is the boat that ferries me across
the sweet lake of wonderful dreams.

Ariyike,
who i love with my soul's essence
but she does not love me.
somebody please
cry for me.