Love
It wraps you in its fold
so hot, and then so cold
locks you up in its stronghold
and then, begins to mold
your life and character round its hold
believe it or not, it's very bold
shines in your eyes like the finest gold
it's like a story waiting to be told
by pages and heralds as in the days of old
so precious, that it can't be sold
and all of a sudden, lo and behold,
you're caught up under its staggering load!
Copyright © Osayande Osaghae | Year Posted 2009
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