john chizoba vincent
My California - Poem by john chizoba vincent
California, oh my California,
My dream of seeing you shall not cease.
That beautiful Diva behind ocean pacific,
My dreams for you shall not be wipe off.
Soon, I shall behold you in your glory.
I shall stand among the kings and queens;
Have words with the prince and princess.
I shall stand as the California love wine.
My California, whom I sing of in my dreams,
In your heart shall I blossom and glows.
Then shall I sit on your bosom
To drink that sweet famous breast milk wine
Of love refined in glory and honour.
Then shall I see your valley deserts,
Caress your oil and I shall tour round
Your body, oh my humble California.
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