She Is a Keeper
She has grace as she walks ahead of me
She moves with the grace of a catwalker
She has a figure to die for from behind
She has me hastily moving after her
I catch up from a close up the figure is good
Then i start my annoying habit seeing flaws
Seeing imperfections where moments ago
I was seeing madam fabulous charm
I notice her nails are bitten and her lips chapped
I notice her clothes are soo much sun kissed
I notice her pretty face has pimples.. mosquitoes
I notice she is not a high class she's mundane
But the spark in her eyes give me hope
Her flawless smile ever so enchanting
Her warm smile completely redeems her
Am won over we exchange pleasantries
Good from far but far from good
But superficial flaws are never
Deal breakers when you know
you found the right person
Engage you will find a gem
For she worth the good guy
If you find a keeper
put a ring on it
CODE 254
LKN
Finders keepers
Copyright © Lewis Nyaga | Year Posted 2015
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