Photograph Is Not A Love Estate Poem by Babalola Jubril

My dear, let snap our love,
Draw a picture of our love,
Inside your heart,
There lives a lovely picture,

Let's our body meet with words,
Constructed in our heart,
Pictured with our body,
Let's make a perfect picture,

Draw me in your heart,
I will build you in my body,
With sufficient body building food,
Grow like grasses,
That never die,
Grow like sunflower,
With lovely shape and smell,

Meet me in the air,
Fly with me in the space,
Arise, Arose, Arisen,
Our body collides slowly,

At uniform motion,
We met at nowhere,
At no place in earth,
We fall in love,
At every hook and corner of my heart,
You will live dominantly forever,
Photograph is never our place of love.