More Than A Friend Poem by Marbet Daniel

All was going 6,7,8 & 9
Nothing could be said to be fine
We never agreed like parallel line'
No single blame wasn't mine
I stabbed your love. Still you were kind
Never have I seen a person of such a kind

The thought of it makes me blind
for what couldn't I see if I wasn't out of mind?
Instead of being dismissive you were submissive
with a gloomy heart, a bonny face you wore
for every misdeed, you were ready for a fix
once again to make it 9,8,7 & 6.
We are surely destined to number one
With no togetherness no match is gonna be won
Girl you are more than a friend
We gonna stick together to the end.