The Will Of Love Poem by Joyce Rwambali

The Will Of Love



It may seem as though segregated,
Detatched from the one thee loves so,
Thee's aphrodite so far, yet near by heart

Let your love prolong, fight its way to destiny
Or so i think, and let thy thought linger in thy mind.
So i said, 'My dearest love, let it be love that shall fight this chasm by distance and not you to struggle..'

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