A Letter To The Lady Of The Night Poem by angel dzidula komla gbedemah

A LETTER TO THE LADY OF THE NIGHT
Dear lady of the night,
Relishing is my soul; receptive is my heart to etch you indelibly on it. I wish for nothing, but to be loved and cared for. You may deprive me of pleasures of love since I seek not your body but your affection.
Make me your number one. Keep me at heart and allow me to sit on the throne in your heart. Weary not and think not twice but wholeheartedly accept me how I am. I may be annoying and unworthy yet judge me not with my flaws. Scrutinize my actions and willpower to be good and fair to you.
Betray not my love, because it takes me great guts to express it bluntly to you. Keep it loyal and cool since love grows strongly with time. Time passes gradually with tides and together we shall strive, survive and sail through the storms of life.
Many would preach infallible love and promise you heaven and earth. They would sneak into your life in sheep’s clothing but burning in their soul is a desire to exploit you. I have no words or assets to make promises above my capability or limits. I beseech not to throw dust in your eyes but to appreciate and broadcast to the world how blessed I am to have an invaluable pebble in my custody.
Entangled I am in the web of love, very irresistible that the strings of attachment denies me of a pitiful solitary living. I am fettered not to no other glittering daughter of eve but you. The Sight of you brings nothing but joy and flaming thoughts of fulfillment.
The test of time, spectators proclaim our affinity may not stand. They observe with envy and displeasure to the beautiful connection we possess. In the dark, I believe we shall make them trample and see nothing but the glamour of our union.
Agree with me to disagree on issues. Make not our little quarrels and differences come between this unprecedented unison. The dice of confusion may be rolled, with the dark cloud of commotion formed above us, yet stand with me and let’s wear the armor of victory to conquer all odds and smile at the ploy of the devourers.
Meeting you is never coincidental or a mere accident. Knowing you enlightened my world and strengthened my ambitions. The thoughts of being with you create within me a spirit to endeavor for perfection and a promising future. I scribble my sentiments to elude you from languishing in thoughts of uncertainty of my love for you. I express myself not with these words but it is a little physical expression of what actually happens within the bottomless region of my soul.
YOURS’,
WRITTEN BY: ANGEL DZIDULA-KOMLA.