THE AFRICAN BEAUTY

I thought I'd seen it all but then again, I was wrong. whenever I hear "the beautiful ones are not yet born", I begin to wonder and ask a question: HOW?
Take an analytical look at her.

Let me tell you my hidden truth about what happened when we first met in National Youth Service Corps camp, Tsafe, Zamfara State.

• I tried not to blink my eyes when I first saw her, and I succeeded for the first time since I've been trying it on exceptionally beautiful ladies.
• I didn't want to stop hugging her when we hugged. Hmmm... I'm sure you should know why.
• I made sure I didn't hug any lady after I hugged her for some days.
• I had several fantasies about her, and once I called her name aloud thinking I was soliloquizing.

There are more trust me.

She has the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen all my life, proportionately endowned (ife m n'eri... LOL), dark, good feminine height, friendly, and has a smile that could stop a raging war.

I have so many things to write about her, but no adjective have I found that is close to what and who she is. But here is my last confession, I envy the man she would walk down the isle with!