You are the breeze
That cools my hot body
Let me fan the fan of love
To cool my sweet body
You are a meal
Prepared for my hungry soul
You are my best food
To be eaten only by me
Flesh of my flesh
Bone of my bone
Love of my life
Flesh of my flesh Bone of my bone Love of my life.beautiful verse on love......... your heart is full of love to say that you are the flesh of my flesh. lovely poem . tony
Sylva, I am sure you used this poem to scope your wife, so that she can cook more onugbu soup for you abi? I like the theme.
What a funny comment! Thanks anyway for reading and the activated humour attached to it. I appreciate. Sylva.
Flesh of my flesh! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a wonderful love ballad, Sylva. A breeze of love, so soft and sweet.