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I LOVE AFRICAN MEN.NIGERIAN MEN TO BE EXACT... REMEMBER GUYS DONT GET MAD WE ALL HAVE CHOICES,,, YOU KNOW LIKE THE CHOICE TO DATE THICK OR SKINNY LOLOL OK NOW RIGHT TO BUSSINESS..... My name is Thai....AND THE PICS THAT I HAVE INCLUDED ARE CLOTHS SEWN BY ME AND THE LIVING ROOM PICTURE IS ALSO MY NEW PROJECT DESIGN ... SO I HAVE MANY TALENT..... AND GIFTS..... LOOK FORWARD TO SHARING MORE.....br>



I am lightly kissed by the sun,

with deeply rooted eyes that if allowed would leed you to the soul that is within;

a nose that if you listen you can hear the Indian`s drums,

my lips are full of the red sea and if you look you just may thurst for me,

my hair flows long with deep waves

NOW THAT`s THE WAY GOD MADE ME!

This page welcomes MEN ONLY .... and MEN IF YOU AREE INTERESTED IN JUST SEX PARTNERS THIS IS NOT THE PAGE FOR YOU...

See how you like my poetry.... below is one of the many...

My father spoke of an undying love between man & woman
He said that I should watch careful and make note of his actions to understand expectations from a man.
He told me to make preparations as if I was expecting a Kings arrival to his thrown
So I did as he said
I began to clean my home
I have dressed my bed with the finest of linen
The pillow are filled with goose feathers
At the foot of the bed I have placed slippers of royalty
I have sewn the cloth for my King to wear
Alone the bed side sits a holy bible large in size so that my Kings eyes shall not stress
Curtain s hang of the rawest silk covering you from the early morn sun
My cubard are filled with the finest foods and are stock to never go bare
Scents of lily perfume i have prepared to wear
I have drawn honey from the comb and picked roses to dry waiting to draw a bath for my king
Egyptian cotton towels shall only dry a body built as Gilead
I am constant with my prayer in the deep of the night for the arrival of he..... he that will capture me and while he is asleep I will pray with out cease
Last I lay a rug of sheep skin at the door ... for once my he, enters his thrown of royalty his feet will never again treed a bare floor again.
Because now God has sent my King to adorn his thrown and he will be treated as such.......