Meeting You Was Fate Poem by ahmed kakembo

Meeting you was fate,
becoming your friend was choice,
but falling in love with you was completely out of my control.
God created men first,
coz you always make
a rough draft before a masterpiece.
You are the light in a dark room
and I am the moth who can't resist it.
Explaining how much I love you
is like explaining how water tastes.
I don't want to be your whole world....
just your favorite part!
Love me today because tomorrow may be too late.
Meeting you has been delightfully refreshing!
I thought of something wonderful today.... You!