The way you look,
Never stops to amaze me,
Okuva olunaku olwasooka;
When I met you,
I surely knew,
That would just be the beginning,
Of a very wonderful journey;
Wakati waffe.
As I walk with you,
Down the streets of Owino,
Omutima gwange is filled with love,
And excitement.
And the feelings of belongingness,
And the senses of completeness;
Of the two of us.
As I wake up,
Every morning at Bweyogerere,
And watch the musana from Mukono,
I love looking at you,
Lying so dearly like omwana omuto
And tell you the words that I love,
"Nkwagala nyo"
And that will remain,
My feelings olubelela.
And, it's not only about,
The beauty ofomubili gwo,
It is also about,
The beauty of omwoyo gwo n'amagezi go;
And, that of the two of us.
That will remain olubela,
The best thing in us.
Fadhy Mtanga,
Kampala, Uganda.
Ku Lwokusatu, March,2017.
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