In this Love Stellar
In truest of words
symphonic chimes rung
and tuned emotions into the sweetness of her
my err to the righteous
while I add here to the presents
A patient doctor to the sick lovist
A future nurtured albeit a built matrix
She was mapped for my vineyard
Can’t lose her heart to their conundrum
I will keep her seeds, oh! I have made the beds
Do fruits smile when they are ripe out
white snows on a purple berry
the black host on her juicy toppings
I can’t boast of her tree intentions
but she will watch it grow with watery affections
Will you take it and never leave it
there is only one from it in this garden of ours
its you and me and me and you
water, sand, tree and the berry
in my other found me the other
By Dare Ojuoye
Are these words my wards, oh! as these words my world
