The Fixture Poem by Nuru Regardless Nyaku

The Fixture



Awake in my dreams to behold you because in my reality, you paint a perfect picture.
I would wet waters and mould mountains to have your smile light my future.
Little of your grace, and the whole of my being, would be a profound mixture.
The day mine eyes set on your kind soul was the world's grandest fixture.

Wednesday, March 1, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love and dreams
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To my love, Felicia Braimah
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