when serendipity hits
under the whispers of love's breeze.
the tender touch of your cherry lips
sweet caressing of your heavenly bosom
my imagination is quite vivid,
To my unknown valentine
I'd ride on wishes of having you
but sadly I'm a beggar of unknown love,
How i wish I'd offer you red white roses
but where will i get you my unkown valentine?
Tonight i dine alone
hoping that I'll have my valentine,
so wherever you are dearie,
Could you please come find me?
bard mwendwa 🍃
©mwendwa
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