My Thing Called Love Poem by Francis Julian Zewu

My thing called love,
My this thing called love,
Is all about

When with you
I'm in my moments
Making me feel so right
Extending your wind
To carry me
Fly away high
Till I can feel none
Except us.

When everything inside us
Feel nothing but silence
Thus when i knew that
I love you more than I love god,
I need you more than
The air I breathe
For you are my love.

My thing called love
My this thing called love.