Her figure is curvy like volleyballs,
by Vincent Onyeche
Huge bottom which twists and turns;
In slow seduction, when it spins
It burns the ray out of sunlights,
Bringing out that hidden shyness
From the bold, exposing weakness.
Every spin it makes is a sinfulness
Even upon gaze, it nullifies holiness.
It has this awesome sparkle of lights
Hypnotically, with temptation effects,
Soft like bread, a firm iron that never rust;
Like pillars, it carries a ball of sweet lust.