Njideka is a fierce dancer
When she dances, God, you will be electrified.
Your veins makes you feel the ecstasy of the powerful.
Her waist rotates like a ball rings
Her body, never seen before
Her skin is like milk.
On a particular day, the moon was full
The men sat in circles
All anticipating to watch her dance.
Then all set
She on her full regalia, danced for all to see
The moon joined her also.
The more she danced, the fuller the moon.
The men watched, drooling to see what lies underneath her cloths.
Seeing what might be their fantasy,
She teased then them more,
ordering her maids to pour water in her.
Revealing her curves, her pointy breast.
The tiny cloud hovering over moon eased out and the light was very shiny.
The men wanted more
Then she tore her cloths
There it is
"God", it's not what my ink can describe,
Her body, under the full moon can't be anything less majestic.
But the men were not pleased after all
Maybe it's not what they expected to see
Or, their fantasy has been met
So they left, one after another.
