Imagine Poem by Awo AngelaLouise Kokutse
Imagine
Imagine if the pillow I cried on was you chest
Or the tissues I used to wipe my tears away were your hands
Would it be cool?
Would you mind if I called you my boo?
I want you to be the one I run to
I want to be the one making your girls jealous
I want you to be
My soldier
My friend
And my lover
Now and forever
Can it be?
For you and me?
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