Take A Bit Of My Soul Poem by Raimi Babatunde

The leaves rustled with our presence. I can hear the sounds of them, as they echoed our names in hush tones.

You are the eight wonder of the world. Your beauty paints the picture of heaven. And I am still awed that I found you.

I don't mind the toxins in your venom when high. You are the greatest creation by the theory of evolution. My weakness; your strength. Wonderful God!

Your mutation to a paragon of beauty is still a puzzlement to many. Your genetic and biological make up is a testament of what you carry.

Take a bit of my soul and nurture it ad-infinitum. The joy of knowing you is forever and priceless. And this described herein is "True Love".