For Love Sake
A tender note to discus
It’s lifting,
and I fear death no more
The peace that takes its time
A rose which blossom,
into a sweet scent
My affection holds no pain
Like a drop of bliss
from a fallen feather
Or the wind of joy
I beg to carry me on
A sweet twist of fate
for love sake.
Whichever,
my heart beats faster
Ardor found its way here
with genuine rapt
And I give my all,
my all …………….
Copyright © Olajide Shadipe | Year Posted 2012
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