Ooh Love. Poem by kabagambe moses

It's a round table,

With two shadows,

That, s lost in magic.





It's four hands,

That hold each other,

When in a storm.





It's a strong heart,

That's slowly melting,

Growing healthy of infatuation.





It's a naked look,

Without any shame,

That sees beyond pearls.





It's a virgin smile,

With hope its only flame,

That burns internally.





It's the pain,

That comes with love,

That dries with make up.