Faith
Faith, its the name of a girl
That I hold so dear,
She is pretty,
Without being pretentious.
Did I say I so love her shy smile,
Her figure is the envy of goddesses..
She has the colour of ebony,
And her scent is of lavender.
Her words measured,
Calculated not to harm or hurt,
In her presence my soul relaxes,
She renews in me hope in love.
Time and fate weave a beauty laden,
Tale across escapades of time,
Though I take what I desire,
Am thankful for you..
Copyright © Lewis Nyaga | Year Posted 2024
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