Lovelorn

Since it was you my heart was given since it was you In a cloudy night And a whistling wind In all thin season Why today you abash me like dried leaves You pierce my heart in shambolic manner You contempt my heart like gloomed flowers. It is you! The distresses of my mind Your beauty bisects my heart in solitary ecstasy Your beauty that brightens the African sky Make my love bodacious like summer night Like costly garment and African attire Like invaluable jewel hanging on Black damsel's neck Since it was you You anomalous attitude cannot infuriate me But to conjure me. Written by: Ajeyemi Wasiu .A.