Now She's Gone..... Poem by Enock kuria

If i can dance with her, i'd squeeze her closer to my chest smell her perfume look at her in the eyes and confess my undying love to her, declare that over the earth and beneath the seas she is the only pearl that i see. Take the last glimpse of her unfathomable visage, give her a warm kiss that would see her through the journey. I'd swear that i wouldn't dare make love to another woman, but all that is wishful thinking.She is gone, that's why i'm here and she's six feet down there...