Two Become One Poem by Ovie Olori

I once saw a girl
a pure, pretty, priceless gem was she
glittering and sparkling bright
with face far beyond perfection
sculpted by heavens finest craftsmen
in lustful gaze, i looked
my mouth confessing of pulchritude
for from her eyes cascaded bliss
a steady flow
suffice to drown me
in the soliloquy of my own imaginations
now serene
branches swayed in the wind
whispering amongst themselves
two become one, two become one
her shimmering hair unfurls
eyes flutter with feline grace
entranced was i
up i walked and hands were held
Oh! United we are
and the scene was set
would you come with me?
Said sweet, soft and slow
Sure i will
only if you take the lead