I seek non but Éjà mé,
My soul jumped out my flesh;
Each time I touched her,
Éjà mé is my own,
If Music be thy soul's food,
Éjà mé is my melancholy mood.
I seek non but Éjà mé,
I am a storyteller,
She listen,
She is my fortuneteller,
Never judging me by her foretell,
My secret never to be retell.
I seek non but Éjà mé,
She breathe life to he who seek her,
Her lips so melodious,
I am a sower;
Receiving that which my heart sowed,
A feeding comedious is our love.
My fantasy rises each time she slay.
I seek non but Éjà mé,
I am a wondering sea;
I am a seeker,
I am a troubadour,
Love is a journey most adventure,
Women the most conquered;
Conquering all who ventures.
I seek non but Éjà mé,
I met her by the red rivers,
A slaying bleeding blood a Diva;
Ti's a bride's blessing,
Who's groom brings her ring;
A smiling bride;
Greeting even the birds,
As she rides across the bridge;
To be with her groom.
I seek non but Éjà mé,
A lover with no clay to slay,
Who's love as beauty flame,
Her love not retail,
A lover clearly detail.
At night a transparent moonshine,
By day a nude sunshine.
I seek non but Éjà mé,
Nero a destroyer of Rome,
Solomon all wisest,
Caesar most conquered,
Jesus most Holy,
Éjà mé the sweetest forbidden fruit.
I seek non but Éjà mé,
Her love not for fame,
Her tears not for shame,
Love needs no blame,
For ti's not a game,
Men as lion can be tame;
Every name should be fame,
The lame must not be ashamed.
I seek non but Éjà mé,
Damsels now clay to slay;
Ti's facial corruption:
An adulterating interruption.
Éjà mé has return like an eruption.
Upon her tears;
The forest once bleed.
I seek non but Éjà mé,
We once laid by sea shore;
Upon a slipping mountain we lay,
Climbing as gamblers:
Seeking some pirates treasures.
Of who's bed we laid in pleasures.
💦® Sir Prince Ojoka💧
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