The Queen of My Life
Omofolabode MAKEs ME PROUD
Than anything I ever could achieved,
Seem to be so small since she arrived.
Angel winds an angelical formation.
Breathing seems so hard to do,
Suddenly, the promise of love has gone.
Omofolabode, I now understand
The time we made love together.
Why do I love you like I do?
You should have told me
Like a sunrise, like a rainfall
You make me feel funny
When you come around.
What I find out is joy.
She makes me feel happy
Like velvet to my skin
And I often wonder why?
Someone as flowed as I
Deserve to be as happy as
She makes me
To long for omofolabode
The queen of my life.
Copyright © Edore Paul Oyakhilome | Year Posted 2011
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