I feel the sun
I feel the moon
I feel the touch of you
It is lovelyte
I feel it in the morn’n
I feel it at noon
I feel it in the even’n
It is lovelyte
Come home to me
Come home and see
I want you, you see?
It is lovelyte
Copy right © 2004 Golda Njiribeako
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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