Once a Morning I Wake
Without a Trace Of Your Face
Or Setting My eyes On Yours
Is This Truely Happening
I began To Ponder On The Matter
But Yet I Had This Feeling Within Me
The Question Is
is This Truely Love
I Waited For The Sun To Set
But The Evening Of Tomorrow Refused
To Come for Me To Path Away
In Search Of Your Love
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Excellent poem Ifeanyi THANK YOU FOR SHARING MARIO ODEKERKEN