THIS IS NOT A LOVE POEM

This is not a love poem.

I won’t be talking about slow dancing and romancing

Eyes prancing the scope of your body

Glancing the flesh that stole my vision

Your breath to speech; vocal ammunition

Fired into my soul leaving me in critical condition

This is not a lover’s rendition of 80s blues or Kenny G on a track

His lips fondling the saxophone like yours on the trail of my back

I won’t tell you in this poem that cupid made me his mark

And shot me from behind so I can’t define this feeling of your tongue grazing my arc

This is not a love poem for sweethearts to recite

Late at night or broad day light

When the darkness or sunlight form a back drop to emotional flight

When senses of wrong get lost in right

This is not a love poem to ignite the flame of romances past

To bring fast to mind first kisses and the subsequent amassed

The last stroke of his hand gentle on your cheek

Heart palpitations electrifying your bones in a manner unique

You’re weak from his touch and everything he does

She’s your butterfly who stings like a bee when you hear her buzz.

This is not a love poem for singles covet

Wishing for someone to serve breakfast trays of orange juice and omelets

Solos are played out so now’s the time for a duet

The sunset’s losing its beauty because you watch it alone

This is not a love poem to make the broken hearted groan

Their sentiments are not too far from my own

You see, my last love poem never got read

I slit my thoughts to strips and no one watched as the words bled

So I vowed never again, never in the name of love will my ink be shed

This is not a love poem; let it be known.

Let it be heard.

UNORDINARY FRIENDS

Unconsciously we’ve built that kind of bond shallow minds constantly fail to conceive

They were never made to but the great minds that do work hard to achieve it

They thieve at moments of their lives trying to sieve through the grains of people

And they wonder why compared to us, they come up with nothing but dust

Compared to us nothing quite as robust as the trust between two souls of one mind

We’re best of friends… best of the unordinary kind.

The relationship hard to find between chromosome X and XY but nothing quite as cumbersome

Maybe complicated sometimes but the thunderstorms come down as a drizzle

when we already dove into a sea of simplicity and hand in hand riding high on its waves.

Conversational lovers we are

Tumbling under sheets of words and ink

It was never really our intention to make invincible our sexual tension

Perhaps it was he or I who may have forgotten to mention it during our serial conversations of everything and nothings

That makes something out of midnight other than the clock striking twelve with me losing my slippers and a the carriage turning into a pumpkin

I have never had to be anything other than my tattered self with him.

Maybe because he’s just as shattered as me and shreds of our scattered selves sleep upon the same floor

And flatter the seemingly pretty walls that overlook us.

Birds of the same feather

Colorful and beautiful but ruffled altogether

Tangled until we bind

We’re best of friends… best of the unordinary kind.

Men have knocked upon my door and excused themselves in no time

‘Cause despite their best efforts to fill in the blanks they never could make it rhyme

Their profound diction and wordy precision regardless of how honest

Was never enough when effortlessly we could freestyle a thousand sonnets

Somewhere along the line I made you my pen

And I moved you to write beautiful poetry of pure love and unordinary friends

Till you got me in every sense and I you but you were never really mine

Afterall we are just friends, although the best of the unordinary kind.

I have often hoped for more

And more would be an epic folklore

But we may never stand together before an altar

And slide gold bands down each other’s fingers

However, the intensity of our forever simply lingers over the melodies of our favorite singers

As we make memorable and precious a lonely bench by just sitting and enjoying each other’s company there.

And in this moment I could lose all of the world, leave it all behind

Because the world is full of the ordinary and we’re a long way from its kind.

LOVESTRUCK

I sit stark naked in the dark waiting on inspiration to spark

I’m tearing my thoughts apart in a mental shark attack

Hoping to embark on a journey that puts my reality on a gurney

Only to be resuscitated when I need it back.

My past and future fade to black while I stay searching strings of things

It’s like I’m running a marathon against springs;

I’m always snapping back to you.

You who stars in every episode of my playwritings

 All one million of them till I fix you into dark skies as night lightings

And you have never looked so beautiful.

Your shine has never felt so dutiful engulfing me in its radiance;

It’s you who leaves me delightful even from a distance.

It’s always you who sight’s full of great things done and the greater yet to come

Your passion that never succumbs when challenges drum

Your modesty that sits above your ego is the body that links the path of where you’re going to that which you’re from like two opposable thumbs

I’m walking right beside you so there’ll be no need fill the road with crumbs

Just forgive my shrieking voice when I start to hum.

…But I’m with you.

You who bore to me your beliefs, fears and defects

And danced with me despite my faults without a halt

You, with whom the absolute was derived from two imperfects

I see a man whose choices weigh a ton

Never a broken nor uncertain man but he whose empire stands undone

I’m asked why I love you, why I call you “The One”

Above all of mothers’ sons

Why I choose you.

But they haven’t seen extraordinary

No, they haven’t met us yet

They may have been in contact with a carbon copy

Or from a distance familiarized with our silhouette.

Let them come up close and see we’re exquisite

Sublime, magnificent in a way that the normal can’t help but anxiously quiz it

We’re desirable like milk-bathed skin

Surreal yet completely genuine

It’s this love we’re in

That thin thread between insanity and actuality on which we tread

Give us Lord our daily bread and together; body, heart and head, we are fed.

This love that guides us to what resides on the other side of distant hills

That fills our souls on adventurous rides and heart-thumping thrills

You’re that sentiment that keeps ink to my quill

Yes I love you, always have…always will.

There's a burn inside my chest that gets my insides to churn.

A passion that turns me towards a path that I yearn

I am loved and I love in return.

WHAT IFs

What if I just showed up at your door?

Heart on my sleeve, pride crouched down to the floor

Hope in each knock and when you opened up, your dreams in my eyes were all you saw

Plus just a few more and I could ever so clearly see mine in yours

What if words needn’t be spoken so the silence needn’t be broken?

Our lips shut closed but our hearts remain widely open

What if you grazed my hand as a token of emotion?

Of this heartbreaking separation we’d been forcibly soaked in

What if you managed my name in a soft tender whisper?

And yours escaped mine innocently like a kitten’s purr

What then would you prefer when feelings begin to naturally stir?

That I leave or come back to love, much deeper than we ever were?

My request is simple;

Be mine while I be yours, let us be a happy people.

What if we gained some closure to this our rollercoaster?

Then towards you I took the first step closer?

What if my every word got transferred through the passion that we weigh?

And all you heard without a doubt was what I couldn’t say?

What if our feet should meet somewhere in the middle

And the rest of us would greet prior our familiar cradle

If the sigh we exclaim should relieve pressures in my brain

Would it be so insane if the pleasure we gained would forever remain?

What if God himself should come down to bless our union?

And restored the faith of an aching man and woman.

I’ll lend more than my hand just so you comprehend the extent of this love I have for you

That it not be abused or misconstrued because I choose to lay it all down for you

See, our idea of love and love’s ideas may sometimes vary

But we’ve engaged them so surely at some point the two must marry

What if these whats ifs were the first move to a second chance

Would you walk away or shall we dance?

WHEN A WOMAN FEELS

When a woman loves it intrigues,
Her siblings, friends, colleagues
Her gracious warmth and care stands in a league of its own
And the loyalty that’s shown may as well be carved in stone.
When she says she loves you
She defends your life, honor and anything in between
And after motherhood with those emotions heightened
She cares a little more
Sees you a little differently
Appreciates you a little past when she did before
A woman who loves is a companion worth living for.

When a woman feels
She skips, she glides, she twirls
And like by the wave of a magic wand
She's turned into a little girl.
Daydreaming of kisses and someday becoming his misses
This is just an abyss of bliss reality sometimes dismisses
But when she begins to love a man the fantasy vanishes
As she embodies all her desires, dreams and wishes.
She no longer just wants to be his wife,
She becomes the pillar of strength he needs in his life
And his strife for success becomes hers as well
For when a woman loves there’s no story of endurance her voice can't tell.
A woman in love bears passion so intense she beams
and sometimes it seems a bit extreme
but behind closed doors it's what makes her scream.
He's never heard so loudly his first, middle and last names
plus that of a few supreme beings
a woman's love is the most passionate of all things.

A woman's heart breaks along with her body and soul
Her head aches as her mind loses control
Pieces of her shattered self know not where to fall
she feels everything at once yet nothing at all.
Numb-founded at the pain, dumbfounded at the idea of trust again
but she hides it behind eyes clear and white
without a single trace of the past teary nights.
And when the hurt threatens to trickle down her eyes,
She shies away and cries them dry till they once again tell the “I’m fine” lie
A woman broken-hearted struggles to live after she has died.

So hold her gently
Love her sweetly
Kiss her warmly
Speak to her softly
She likes to look tough but inside she’s as fragile as a child
She sometimes seems hardened but beneath as easy as a smile
Show her there’s nothing to be scared of
For it’s a beautiful thing when a woman comes to love
Tales in a thousand tongues can’t tell it well enough.

Inspired by Efo Dela's ars poetica: When A Man Feels [ http://t.co/HgpwfAmO ]

UNKNOWN

I sat knees folded on the edge of my bed
On the verge of crying out thoughts unsaid
Before me he kneels; his hands caught in mine
Eyes meet eyes, lips in line
The silence was all we heard.
We're about to break up or make up
Or lie in the familiarity we found in between
I saw in him the love and pain I felt in me
Apologetic over a dirty slate we both must wipe clean
He doesn't know how to, I can't seem to show him.
He spoke in whispers, the words barely leaving his mouth
But like a sixth sense I heard them even before they came out
He's saying goodbye without letting me go
I'm walking away greeting him hello.

In the middle we sit, together uncertain
The companionship is bliss amidst the hurting
If we're to leave here with nothing or all
Do we rise or fall beyond the curtain call?

We're a long road from the first kiss
And this feel of his lips on mine could be the last
Lest we dare to dare another genesis.
Leave us be or let us be more
Friends at heart, lovers at soul
Strangers in no place but the before.
Our embrace holds too tightly to tell
A hearty welcome or an agonizing farewell?

DEAR JOHN

Baby I told you outright to treat me right or I was out like you wouldn't believe
You must've seen my naïve heart on my sleeve for you to conceive the thought that I was never gonna leave
Till you come home to this Dear John letter
This you could've done better letter
Baby, you just put a full stop to our together forever letter.

You know how hard this is for me given how much I am a romantic
And you know me to stick through whatever regardless of how frantic
But I just can't take it anymore
I can't fake it anymore
The thought of being without you lets fear sting in my heart but you're piercing that heart and I won't let you stake it anymore.
My knees bow down to the floor,
I'm slowly losing my will to live
Don't you know I need you me amour?
But you'd rather see me walk out that door
Instead of holding me back so we work out that flaw
Why wait unsure of us yet ready to thrust your fists up when another man secures what should've been yours?
Baby my wait has outrun its course.

Remember when our love was a force to be reckoned with?
Standing sturdy and daring anyone to second it
I mean we beckoned sunshine in the midst of hurricanes and rainbows would appear
And somehow here I am, in hand a farewell letter smudged from each dropping tear
In the rear I can almost hear the teasing giggles boos and jeers
Everybody plays the fool and it looks like I won the Act of the Year.

I'm halfway through this letter riddled with dismay
If only my emotions could set that door in motion and have you march in begging me to stay
Praying that you barge, rip this letter apart and delay this getaway
Better yet, erase this day, toss away the wilted bouquet of yesterday and start anew today.

I want to love nobody but you.

Call you baby while we seize moments in the sheets holding you in where no one else but our babies would pass through
I want this body to be yours and have only you enjoy the view
And this feels too strong for you not to feels it too
It it's true and you do why don't you let me know?
Let is show, let us grow, let's not blow this baby, don't let me go.
But the tears flow down 'cause I'm about to end this Dear John letter,
This you could've done better letter
And you're still a no-show.

For the first time I mean it when I conclude a letter with Sincerely Yours
Faithfully Yours
Truthfully Yours,

Your Loss.

UNDEFINED

You are a pole deep rooted in my soul
pushing past the point where I lose all control.
My sight is set on the goal of letting you know
beyond doubt that you are the part of me I love whole
with all of the heart of me you stole.

Hold on to me when the world gets cold
ad when sorrows unfold,
cling to me tighter than mole on skin.

Into bins I've trashed scenes of your past sins
Since I'm keen to the man you are;
Will be, rather than the one you've been.
You are my thin line drawn between peace and serenity
Within you resides my dreams and reality
without a clean cut where one ends and the other begins.
You are my infinity.

You are my best friend and lover
sharing life and love under covers.
For you I uncover my all,
Strip down my walls and offer what's new to discover.
In the even of darkness you are my harness to light
The sense of happiness when sadness ignires
You are my father, my brother; a family unite.

You are my Love.
As simple as a single word complete
Yet love undefined by simple words to a naked sheet.

PART OF EVERY THING

Without my consent he picked my brain
Vain it would be to complain so silent I remained
I can’t find the time he rummaged through my mind
And untwined the thoughts I thought I had confined.
I feared what truth of me he begot
I could have fought him to inquire what he sought
But my subconscious would not let me.
My faculties were at his mercy.

No sooner had I reckoned he’d gathered contents of my head and fled,
Did I detect where his journey led.
Defensive instincts kicked in to restrict him from my core
My emotions were mine to secure but before I could declare war
He shot my guard down by the whisperings of the words he said.
My heart thumped and pumped fusions of red
Then into it he injected, sucked
And out reared what sensations my blood shed.
Naked I stood; my essentials bare
Suddenly I became a slave to his lair.

He was a Poet.
A stranger who spoke to me with the familiarity of a childhood friend
His words were a manifestation of myself even I could not comprehend
He drove me out of my mind,
Crazy with his phrases that coerced me to places sanity never let me attend.
He was a Poet.
Woven with a surgeon’s precision and confidence of an actor
Articulate, something like a professor or a pastor behind a pulpit
Fervently preaching to culprits of sin that all souls may be saved without a forfeit.
He was comforting like home I remember
Enticing like the seduction of a lover.
He fertilized ink with candor
The emergence of wisdom became inevitable.

He was more than just a being.
He was…is a Part of Every Thing (P.O.E.T.)

I SEE YOU

I see you.

In the still of the night when silence of your absence grips me, the thought of you trips me and I begin to see you in the times past and that which lies ahead
I see you in the scheme of circumstances when dreams of you haunt me till i wake and loneliness seems to hold me hostage in my bed.

I draw myself further from you but in my reflection I still see you and assume you are near
Objects in mirrors aren't always closer than they appear because I reach out to touch you and all I feel is thin air and a tear
Falling upon my cheek where your hands once grazed, I'm amazed I feel you more and once again you are here.
I see you.

I shut my eyes tight so I wouldn't but the vision only gets clearer
I sense your presence in every sense so intense
I'm convinced you've been sent to create a system error.
Oblivious to the reality that I shouldn't, I see you, the flower girl and the ring bearer
The bridesmaids and grooms men stand in a file while father takes me down the aisle, my face imprinted with a smile seeing you in forever.

I refuse to believe you're not the muse musician's abuse because I see you in every song that I can't help but sing along to
Words, hues combined in a lines paint a different view of you so I know this to be true
Why then do you deny to be being used when my playlist suddenly resembles a slideshow of you?

I see you.

When I stare up the night's skies and stars twinkle down like a sight for sore eyes and in each ray of light, I too see you in sunrise
In every breath and in every thought
In truths, unknowns and in wherever the middle lies
I see you in everything that is within and without, in everything found and everything sought.

I see you.

Do you see me?

JAMESETTA

I caught myself daydreaming once again this morn
With a hand gently placed on my belly in anticipation of my unborn
I imagine her staring wide at me, my child
She possesses her father's dream filled eyes
And carries the joy that is her mother's smile.
I can't shake the tingle running down my spine
She has me wrapped around her little finger
When her little fingers momentarily wrap around mine.
Beautiful innocence made out of love
And love I devotedly give to her
More and more each day, like it could never be enough.
Jamesetta,
After my mother I'm thinking I should name her
She deserves a name synonymous to herself; Unique
Owned only by two from generations before me
She's number three.
The charm lodged in my arms
I'm consumed to keep her there and protect her from harm.
Let there be life and so she'll be
In time; the only gap that separates her from me
But my dreams builds a bridge that draws us together
In them I catch a glimpse of the light I'll call my daughter.
Fervently praying to be

her blessing
Her person and more than a mother should naturally be.
For her I must live true to life and learn what it has to teach
That I may reach her first a model woman
Before I dare ask her to practice what I preach.
I dread those days she strays and I'm pressed to scold her
When she gets lost in her ways and her phases won't let me hold her
I pray I'm not fazed by challenges I'm faced with in my quest to mould her
I trust to raise a true soldier.
Fruit of my womb
Extension of my being
Daddy's angel, mummy's pride
I daydream of the future, hands still on my stomach
Waiting in time for the life yet to grow inside.

REVELATIONS OF MY PEN

With my pen I tell you my thoughts
When nights find me unable to sleep
 I count them like sheep 
With my pen I sell you my flock.

With my pen I hold your hand
 Then allow yours to evenly fit mine
 Suddenly you become me,I become you
 With my pen we're one in time.

My pen strips me down to the bone alone 
My heart beats on paperP
ages overflow with blood and brain matter
 A lifetime supply of fluid 
A great man once said "Ink never turns to stone".

With my pen, I am who I am 
Who I need to be without limitations 
Real or fantasy, drunken or sober 
My pen will be till I am no more.

Ball point, quill, fountain or felt
 So long as these words escape me
 My pen shall write.
 Cursive, plain, italic or bold 
I am a calligrapher in my own right.

My pen is my liberty 
To let it down would defeat the purpose of my peace 
I am not eager to identify with mere men 
So earnestly I cling to my pen

HERE FOR YOU

I am here for you
Man in need of me; Woman.
Here to calm your heart and mind
Fatigued from building dreams
Your hands are callous from implementing schemes
I am here at your service
Here too soothe your insides
Starting from the surface.

I am in your midst
Man in need of my whisper
Hear my voice and withdraw from your undertakings
Listen while I verbalize waves of the ocean
Let the night breeze depart from my lips, through your ears
I demand that they seep through your brain and invade your thoughts
Sense my devotion, its forever yours.

No need to call out my name, Man
I am standing right before you
I see you in need of my touch
Aching and yearning; I feel it too
Body against body, heat against heat
Emotions evolve and elate in this physical battle
We both win, there's no defeat.
Escape with me, through me, in me
I'm your woman, endlessly.

Flawed man in dire need of my cater
Succumb to me as I have to you
Surrender your dark skies to me
And I'll return them to you blue.
I am here to replace the hurt
Erase the dirt
Feed your every hunger and quench your thirst
Empower me to complete you.

Wish for me no more for I have come true
Believe me Man, I am here for you.

LETTER TO LOVE

Dear Love,

You've never hurt me
You never laid a hand upon my chest
With intentions of ripping out my heart violently
Squashing and thrashing it till shredded and fell against the dirt of the earth
Like debris; to lay lifelessly.
You've never failed me
People did.

Sick of imitations of you and false facts
You stretched your hand and proposed to cure
But I held back
Forgetting through all things you can endure
You've always been pure and sure
Can't say that I have..
Can't say that I never let go
Though you've never disowned me
You held me together
Promised me forever from the get-go.
My world's fast-paced while yours is set slow
So when you offer adventures on never ending highways
I'm caught between yes's and no's
Forgive my hesitation dear love,
I do not mean to doubt you.

Dreams of you keep me awake
For your sake
I should jump off cliffs and hope to fly
And should I die
Would memories of me linger as the woman who dared to try?
I should dare to risk it all to love you, sweet love.

I've heard of you
Through songs sang, words spoken and unspoken
I've seen you
I've felt a fraction of what I know to be you.
It was you right?
When my doors closed and I waited in dark hallways for another to open
That was you who crept up beside me and had my corner brightened
Lit my nights for the taking.
It had to be you
When tissues and towels failed to wipe away the tears
When cries and fears choked up my nasal pathway
You had to be the stranger whose smile spoke
As if to say "Fret not baby, everything will be okay
I trusted you.

You've always been the same
I believe it's me who's changed
Along with the world, but...
I pray you choose me again
To teach me, that I may learn
I prep myself
To chose you in return.

Forever Yours
Me.

SOMETHING ABOUT LOVE

I know about a thing about love
He wraps his body around me and holds my head at that place
That space right between his arm and his face
Leaves my ear pressed against his beating chest
I hear his heart's pace
I pull myself closer and on my head he plants a kiss
I kill off the world in a flap of eyelids
Its just us, nobody exists
There has to be a word for this
Is this bliss?
In his voice I'm thrown in a zone of my own
It feels so natural here
I must be home.
I must've picked out these drapes and painted these walls
Colours burst out like his laughter
I've roamed these halls
Portraits display memories, the opening and closing of every chapter
In each I find a girl in a woman, a woman in a girl
Both lost in a man and a possible happy ever after.

I know a thing about love
He took a piece of my soul
Filled the void with a portion of his and again made me whole
These feelings enslave me
They're projected in my talk, my walk
I feel like one when he calls me baby.
Everyday my smile sings of a new song
A new beat, a tune I ached to hear for so long
My emotions render me weak yet I've never felt so strong.
I know about that feeling when he's not there
My vision's suddenly impaired
And I hate my arms for its inability to draw him near
So I hold on to his lingering scent and replay time spent
Settled on my imagination, I'm content
For soon I trust he'll be here.
And when he arrives I cater to him
Like too much is never enough
Because I know about this feeling
And I believe this thing called love

MY HAIR SPEAKS

My hair speaks in volumes
Its not your everyday crowd pleaser yet it commands and moves rooms
My hair is loudmouthed and multi-lingual, its speech is free
I am more than the rebellious strands on my head, my hair is a part of me.

We are suppressed in our own home by strangers we ourselves welcomed in
Ignorance breeds complacency stealing our beauty from within
You mean I must burn and scathe my scalp just so I can be accepted
By this so-called society that in itself is lost and dejected?

Don't get me wrong I don't judge your choice
White cream to you is the 'good' easy way
I'm just saying my hair has a voice
What does your hair say?

I am like these twists and snap-back curls
I'm stubborn in my ways, mother says I'm daddy's girl
These knots and locks are a reminder to keep it real
That matters more to me than how it makes you feel

What you see is what you get, I am that natural
I've got my mic and lyrics, my hair's like the instrumental
My hair is symbolic, I flaunt this look to show off my pride
It's expressive, a sneak peek of who I am inside.

I'm nappy and kinky
Be that as it may,
My hair has a voice
What does your hair say?
  

KISS

My temperature’s changed
Can’t tell if it’s higher or lower
My heart beats different
Is it faster or slower?
I’ve lost control over my mind
Seem to have discarded every thought
I’m swallowing down a choke
I’m not breathing as I ought.
He’s standing too close to me
His body’s too near
My knees neglect me
I’ll fall soon, I fear.
One touch makes me shiver
Another makes me moan
In his warmth there is evidence
His feelings match my own.
I sense first before I feel
As his lips come down on mine
I smile through a kiss as we create
A memory in fine design.
A touch of lips, an opening of hearts
Insight of what's yet to be
Its the birth of a promise, a moment of treasure
A dream become reality.

WOMAN

I am the definition of myself
The revelation of the unknown
I am mystery herself
The unturned stone.

I am perfect through my imperfection
I am a story to be told
I am a help, a healer, a blessing
A sight to behold.

I redesign simplicity
I sprout desire in the air
I spotlight the possibility
Of serenity everywhere.

I threaten waves in a mere glimpse
Crystals compete with the spark in my eyes
I approached life and ever since
Everyday is an awaiting surprise.

I am a riddle that blows the mind
The companion of every man
I'm strong, powerful, truly one of a kind
I am the woman in every woman.
 

SISTERHOOD

This love that I speak of involves no romance
No courtship, no first kiss,
Not the constant holding of hands
As we
Walkthrough the streets, stroll through our lives
Naah, none of that love at first glance.
Our minds have been fixated to
Love only between a boy and a girl
Now I know I’ve seen not much of this world
And my mind may still be in a twirl
But I,
Beg to differ
Cuz you see this girl is like my sister
And I miss her
When I’m not with her
Yes we have our differences
Differences that makes us similar
Cuz though we see the world through different eyes
It’s always the same picture.
These words come not only from my mind
But from the part of my heart
Where she safely lays
Love your neighbor as yourself
So the Good Book says
I’ve known to have loved her more than myself
On those desperate days
When it was
Too hard get up
Too hard to stand
Every step forward
Was like sinking in quicksand
But she made me laugh when all else made me cry
I’d hear her “hello” when voices echoed goodbye
She listened, when my problems, I told her
As tears fell free from my eyes she let me hold her
I was comforted not just by her hands, laps and shoulders
But the words she spoke,
With eyes closed
My burdens she helped me raise to our Heavenly Father
And at that moment I was better.
My lips, I found curled in a smile
Happiness,
A landof hope I had misplaced for a while
And from a child
I grew
Into a woman, I understood
The bond of sisterhood
Dies not on account of adulthood
Rejected not by the joys of motherhood
Matrimony, yes that’s good
But to my friend, I’ll still hold true
Cuz from my point of view
She’s God’s subtle message of ‘’I love you’’
Not many know of this love
That I speak of
This love that the Bible yearns to teach us
I’m a better person just because
I love her.
My friend my sister…