To My Dear Lady Sansa Poem by David Olusanya

I must either have you or nothing,
my dear lady Sansa.
The moon be mild and the sun smiling,
but life without you will be a cancer.

This is one of my delicious letters
to a lady I'll always woo.
And though I strive in slums and gutters,
her love shall purge me through and through.

The truth be told to you my dear,
life is more than a priest can see.
'Cause a time without you here,
is like a snow-flake lost at sea.

I may have no wealth or fame
or a title to grace my head.
I may bear just a common name;
to be called your lover is best instead.

What is life and a purse of gold
if I'm starved of your love, my queen?
I'd rather be a slave and have me sold,
'cause life without you is a greater sin.

I must either have you or nothing,
my darling lady Sansa.
The moon be mild and the sun smiling,
but life without you is worse than cancer.

To my Sweet Angel, Never Saying Aye (SANSA)

David O. Olusanya