Have you heard, her whisperings in the air? <br />Have you smell, her beauty renting this sphere? <br />Have you see, her silhouette covering the moon? <br />Have you feel, the sun hides when at rise, her beauty loom? <br />Has your sense taste the beauty of Fatmata? <br /> <br />Have you heard, the world dancing for her presence? <br />Have you smell, the wind deploying her fragrance? <br />Have you see, her smile's scattering bliss? <br />Have you feel, her glance's spoke of peace? <br />Has your senses taste the beauty of Fatmata? <br /> <br />We have heard, the beautiful one's are not yet born. <br />But can searching eyes, described ''Fatmata'' that come? <br />Can this world produce the sweetness of her smell? <br />Can our feelings compare, dazzling feminines with the divine elegant her body spell? <br />Has your senses taste the beauty of Fatmata? <br /> <br />I have heard, the wind sing of her alluring face. <br />I have smell, the bewitching odour from her chassis grace. <br />I have saw the best of woman, this emblem bowl had pamper <br />But not even nature's angel can match this lady called Fatmata. <br />My senses have taste the beauty of Fatmata.<br /><br />kemurl fofanah<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fatmata/
