There she comes,
Pretty Melissa, glad in bangles.
Charms around her fetching waist.
The dream of harbouring her was just an inch.
The enchanting rose flowers that lay,
Gave only a beauteous scene
For the secret time there to meet Monalissa.
But then, came the ruins
When I profess my affection.
Saying,
I'm so much into her.
After the ruins,
Then came our departure.
_Ndimancho T. Nyowikeh_
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