She is my vitality
You make me perform at full capacity
You help me relate with the inner me
You alone are my black magic
But most of all, my dearest
I love it when you wash my head
It makes me feel larger than life
As it awakens my nerves
And spur me to greater heights
To achieve feats that have long eluded me
You are my good luck charm
If you like call it "Cobnomi"
True love is stronger than death
Little wonder it took just three seconds
And in three, I fell in love
You are the illuminant to my shadows
The painkiller to all my sorrows
I will watch and wait earnestly
Until you say "Yes" my love
Not even tribe or religion can separate us
Afterall, true love is patient
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Powerfully and movingly penned is this beautiful love poem of yours. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched, Babatunde.