My Time For Love Poem by Isiuwa Osa-Iguehide

A time comes in every season,
That our heart makes a decision,
To hold onto and to let lose,
Through and against all odd,
In the will of time that dream turns reality,
With blaze of expectations,

In this note my times also unveil it true intention,
A lover boy it has made me,
To the woman of sparkling glory,
Amidst great wisdom and intelligent,
Surrounding her humble heart,

In the right and best of time I fell in love with her,
In love we both fell,
Our note and stories written with one pen
Published in the tablet of everlasting love,
With merry song to stroll us through life turbulent times,

Oh lover man and lover woman,
Lover Jean and lover chris,
Do not kiss yourselves apart,
But kiss on to close bond that knows no end,
Kiss down through the lips to your honey privates,
That makes lovers tells stories of bewitchery truth