Standing at the bar
Glimpse the beauty
Of this magnificent creature
Dreamt of her affection.
Felt her golden lips on mine
Awaken from the dream land by her smile.
To die was my pleasure
If in your blossom
Embrace all give tasks.
Bringing the world upon thy knee
Is as feeble as pap,
If it will make you mine.
My heart cries thee,
Be thy happiness,
Fill my emptiness.
To your love advance I succumb
Though my acceptance
You won't always fathom
But my best achievement
Of all season will flutter my heart.
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Well expressed thoughts and feelings, very heartfelt with strong emotions. Thanks for sharing, Titilayo.