If I'm a man,
with a complete rib not an half,
I'll treat her,
like she owns the earth,
Give to her my all,
In a platter of silver,treat her like a pet,
provide for her needs in all aspects,
Give to her my respect,
Whisper to her sweet words"MOREMI,my Africa beauty ".
I'll give her no reasons to be jealous,
say to her everyday, hour,minutes, seconds.
You're my life,you're my entire,
Without you I'll be left with no attire.
For your love,I will never tire.
Her brown eyes lit up the night like a fire and irk like illuminating light,
She is with no height but not too short to call my bride,
Take her on a rollercoaster ride.
If I am a man,
a lady by my side whom I can't hide,
a baby on her hand with me her man.
Call her my Queen,
kiss her on the cheek,
Her alluring lips a sight to behold,
My Queen that I'll always hold,
In a big home 'till we grow old.