Child, clasp your thighs
Straighten your head while coming from the stream,
The next door neighbor calls you wife,
Smile at him
Ifeanjiri, weave your hair
A woman’s beauty lies in it
Use your waist bead
But don’t let men hear it
Flash your teeth at them
But don’t extend your hands
Rouge your cheeks
Though your skin is as embers
Teach your hands to learn the art of salt
Therein lies the heart of men
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My daughter, it is time you become Ifewamiri
Idileke has birthed two men
Of her husband’s loin
Let me back yours
While my back still rocks.
HC
@Bowelthoughts
IFeanjiri!! This is beautiful. My best so far. The vibe behind is something I really wanna experience too
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