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My emotional identity

I met you on a Saturday morning 
On a queue to apply for IDs
I have since had my identity 
Not just the card but the real inner feelings identity 
That Knows I belong to you..

You must be a gift from God
That perfect description of love from 
Song of Solomon 2:2  As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
Girl you have identity 
I am looking in the mirror wishing I was Jay z
So I went outside and dated a girl called Beyonce
But you, you're beyond that 

If my heart was a country, that makes you the president 
I'm down to give you first class treatment 
I learned from my dad that a woman should 
Be treated like a queen especially if they make you feel like a king!
See, love reciprocates and we all live better 
Girl you look better, you smile better 

I don't wanna say things I'm not sure of, like weather forecast 
I don't have to assume 
See, I'm sure that I wanna wake up next to you for the rest of my days 
Through all the garbage that comes with life, I'm down 

If I would play you music 
I would use a flute 
See, I  will be kissing you and you breathe me in while listening 
I don't ever want to make you cry
I don't want those eyes wet 
But I would do anything to make elsewhere wet
See, I don't want you to cry while rejecting me
I want you to cry better, when I'm on top
See, we are a power couple let's stay on top 
Nobody is better than you and me

This is a love poem
This is the one that I wrote when l was in my feelings poem
The "ohh she might like this" poem
This is for you!

Word poetry 
Atipaishe Taruona F ©?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2025




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