To My Muse Poem by Moses Ocharo

Since I have kissed her lips of rose's red
And thence my dry soul thus with love wet
Since i have engaged her and her heart wed
So let not jelousy dear give you a sweat
For in her eratic eyes i've seen infinity
In her curves Im forever lost in adventure
And her soft palms have weighed my density
And her maids have shown me their true nature
How im enthralled in this divine tasks
As now my heart i doth wholly employ
to capture all her beauties in mental sacks
Though sometimes wantonly she doth play coy
But i know at last she wilt freely relent
How resist my musings with Oberon's scent.