Inamorata
Images keep flipping through
Of my blissful inamorata
Though in absolute darkness i am placed
I refuse to show any cynicism
Perplexed i am at the servitude
On with my toga of trust
I bring forth my gauntlet
To relief myself of any troubles
Put forth by other admirers
I seek a panacea
To help conquer them all
Who don't want my being with my inamorata
For i am humble inamorato
Flipping through my mind
Indeed its all but a cliché
Mu inexpressable love for this damsel
Is something unseen
A sudden urge runs in me
Unworthy i see myself of it
Having in possession of this rare gem
Hesitant i am,reluctant i feel
But proudly i confess
My love for her i wish
She replicates it i need
Her love for me in return
Unfailingly i proceed
To call her my lover
Oh!yes she is
My lover!
Copyright © Teslim Yahya | Year Posted 2019
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