At last I found her.
I mean her, she, a friend, a damsel.
whose face is a magnet that attract every guy,
and her smile is so precious than diamonds in Dubai,
promise to take care of u like am your nanny
and pamper you all time like am your Mommy.
words can't explain your beauty,
how stunning, how ravishing how pretty.
If you are a garden I will be a Gardner,
if u are gold I will be a gold miner
if your level is too high then I will live on ladders.
don't mind does who say poets are liars
who use sweet words to deceive girls,
if it is not you am craving for who else
let them continue saying, who cares?
for who can explain your worth in word if not a poet
who can describe your gift if not a poet.
she said my mouth is sweet and sweet is not good for are tenths,
that my mouth are sugar coated and she don't want to kiss cause she is scared of diabetes.
oh love, you are my pride
and where our love flood us too let's leave that for the tide.
G