A serving dinner of marriage mirage
A path of endless entourage
The mouth is messenger to our belle
Each man must offer gifts to his Bella.
The eyes is victims to all affection blinking
Like a floating ink licking
Look for her in the book of Ella
See a man that offered roses to his Bella.
A dish of our happiness;
Could be another's tears and illness
A lover must be happy alone with sorrow
For joy lies the paths of tomorrow
Let diamonds be offered to our Bella.
Let lovers swim in their rivers of tears
A happy ride;
Could bring a lover to pride
Enjoy the sweet of sexual sweetness
But forget not to offer treasure to your Belle.
It's valentine's validation
An ancient past of modern civilization
A lover must be a wanderer
Such lover is a conquerer
Only if he offered his spoil to his Bella.
Let a lover be hungry for true love
Let him first feast with sorrow
His Bella most humble as a dove
That their love may last morrow
She must meet his heart desires.
© Prince Ojoka
A serving dinner of marriage mirage
A path of endless entourage
The mouth is messenger to our belle
Each man must offer gifts to his Bella.
The eyes is victims to all affection blinking
Like a floating ink licking
Look for her in the book of Ella
See a man that offered roses to his Bella.
A dish of our happiness;
Could be another's tears and illness
A lover must be happy alone with sorrow
For joy lies the paths of tomorrow
Let diamonds be offered to our Bella.
Let lovers swim in their rivers of tears
A happy ride;
Could bring a lover to pride
Enjoy the sweet of sexual sweetness
But forget not to offer treasure to your Belle.
It's valentine's validation
An ancient past of modern civilization
A lover must be a wanderer
Such lover is a conquerer
Only if he offered his spoil to his Bella.
Let a lover be hungry for true love
Let him first feast with sorrow
His Bella most humble as a dove
That their love may last morrow
She must meet his heart desires.
© Prince Ojoka
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