Eruwhu
As she moved, my head ached.
Banished from my true sense of reasoning,
I became a subject to love.
Traped by her unmerciful beauty ,
I became a wanderer in my thoughts
Eruwhu;
The most pretty among fair ladies.
Her eyes are like the first virgin fruits of an olive.
Her smile is as clear as the sun.
The delights of her voice is like the glowing of a million stars.
Just like an apple made of Gold, so is the shape of her nose.
Besieged by my endless admiration for her,
I forgot my existence.
Indeed she is an epitome of unequalled beauty,
A perfect representation of her name; eruwhu.
BY: IKPESU PRINCE IGHO.......
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