Accra, 6.30 a.m. In the thwarting traffic, I wolfed a woman in a dapper dress. Oh, it was russet and sienna and Sea Island cotton ... and more hues of brown and red. It choc’d her brown skin in a warmer glow, and rolled her dynamo hips under its windswept flow. The simplicity and style took me whole, and helium’d my spirits for the rest of the morning.
Nana, is this still you? LOL...nice one. I'm helimed too.
ReplyDeleteThe things you see Nana Yaw. Must have been a real African beaut. Well!
ReplyDeleteEeeeeiiii................
ReplyDeleteMust have been one heck of a beauty *wolf whistle*
ReplyDeleteMYNE,
ReplyDeleteYes, it is still me. You're Helium'd too?
LUCCI,
Eeeeeiiii
KWAME M-B,
Yes, I see things...
JUANITA,
The whole get-up was attractive
Hyperactive eyes?
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