Obim (A Song To My Beloved) Poem by Uche Nwanze

Let me sing a song for my Beloved who lives on the Fourteenth floor on Fourth avenue
She cannot be Faulted
She arrived this terrestrial sphere on the Fourteenth day in the month of Love
From the Fourth heaven for whence she came
On the Fourteenth day she turns Forty
Our paths crossed Fortuitously
I met this damsel on the Fourteenth day, a November to remember
Like a Cat I Fought, her heart I won
On the Fourth gear I sped Forth
I walked down the aisle with her on the Fourth
As we held our hands in conjugal promise of Forever
I watched her take those giant strides
Alas! She ascends the Fourth floor
She is Faultless, her beauty drives me breathless
She is kind to a Fault
On the day love envelopes our skies
She breaks Forth in Majestic gait
My life meaningless, she became the Fort I hid
I wasn't Forthcoming, she had to hold the Fort else I Falter
On the Fortress of her breast, I cocoon
Humility and Humanness her Forte
Never met a person this Forthright
In a Fortnight , I'll sing a love song to my Beloved as she goes Forth