...With You, Blue? Poem by njiri wambui

At times we fight with all the might
Sometimes we argue for the simplest cues
We sometimes stay away just to have our way
And it all comes down to this, with you am always at peace

Peace with myself and the world, never as when you are bald
You give me reason to smile, even when troubles pile
With you the grouund becomes a sponge, all soft and easy to dodge
And with you my sweetness, my passion grows to wildness

Wildness impossible to describe, full of emotions
My stomach churns and twists to a dozen fists
Turning to waves of turmoil that could crumple even the hardest foil
With you am always true, why would I ever be blue..with you?
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