Showing you to the world
with my hand wrapped round your waist
oh I can't wait to have that walk with you
while they scream and wail about it
tell them I careless about class
You are my ladder
I will show you to the world
let me hold you like a glass;
for you moulded me into me.
like a drop of ice;
you cooled by heart.
Copyright © Chukwunwike Okeke | Year Posted 2017
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