Christian Tobechukwu Okafor (September 4,1987 / Nnewi, Anambra State, Nigeria.)
Letter To My Rose (Part C)
Oh, my pretty rose dressed in opulent purple
Your fiery eyes covered in pure but piercing gaze
Set my soul afire atop the haze hovering it
With all the purplish enchantment in the first meet
Lending wings to me and sweeping me off my feet.
Just like the shinning lone star in the darkest sky
The glittering jewel on the blandest of all necks
So, my baby rose, blossom your charm in my world;
Make me an eagle among the birds of this world
Like the fine gold among the metals of our world.
Oh, inundate me with all the grace in your name
As I wet my lips with its delightful rhythm;
All the fairness in your lovely skin fill me with
As I feed my hungry sockets with its beauty
Intensely warming up my cold sense that feels it.
Each morning I see your face, my spirit highs up
Each night I recall your smiles, bad day douses down
Oh, from that purple day your enchantment I met
So magically sure was I that I could melt
My soul in yours disappearing into one set.
Oh, what a purple moment in the sands of time
But now I humbly ask you if you would let me
Be that stray part you've been looking for as a rose
As I pledge in place of the purple a red rose
To be ever in the petals of a white rose.
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