Your luminous eyes
shiny and horrific like lightning,
tightening
blinds my vision
leaving me without a reason
like rain
shortage in dry season
when you outface
while I
speak to you
like bible verse,
to mercilessly murders
of justice politicians
you make my day dark
The agony of my soul
hurts when I saw Saul
caressing your hands
it makes me jealousy
but I know he can't score
I shot to score
your loving heart
which I hunt
for a long time
so my soul
don't wrap my soul with sores
and crushed with the saws
for my outcry
will still fly
like a hijacked flight
til you make it land without fright
my soul mate
love and me a new brand
though I have no Rand
but I will make you my land
you will never pound
cassava
'cause I will rain you with pound
my instinct
says your a distinct
wife
beautifully created like art so give me life
for problems are rife
in life
My gorgeous soul mate
hopefully if you accept
my proposal except
my history
I will put a golden ring on you
I see your face lit up
and your voice inaudible and hoarsely
you muttered you accepted.
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S