Treasure Along The Way Poem by Ahmad Abubakar
Treasure Along The Way
In my mind, she looks gorgeous.
Cheerful, meekly with behaviours.
Benignant, educatively richious.
Her smile sends me confusious,
am I alive, dead or dormanttous.
It send chemical waves tortous.
Talking to me with dexterous,
soft - eloquent-systemic voiceous,
the accent tone is invicious.
Our manners, attitudes is congrous,
the same mother field as studyous
family of scientist, am I bathous?
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