The Daughter of Oshun

Lips soft as rose petals

Skin smoother than silk

Her beauty is ethereal

Flesh blending with hues of purple and blue

A reflection of the midnight sky yet she is bright

Her face is full of innocence but her aura fills the air with authority

She is the sunset

Shades of orange and yellow meshing into her 

An inviting warmth coats her lips

I met god one day

She's black.

Her hips grind swiftly with the rhythm of the ocean 

Her smile shines brighter than the North star 

She is a mirror of black girl magic

A goddess of the highest degree

She has rays of fire in her eyes

A fire that can't be blown away

Her heart beats ofthe drums from lost lands

She is the daughter of Oshun