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Talking To Her

i pull out the smiles she gave to me'

joy dances in my heart as i spoke to her

perhaps she would make me a heir for talking to her

like a smelting iron my hearty shivers

Maybe i should  go back to turn on the verse

smiling to the eagles because i have fallen in love.

Even though i forget the piece of loafs

 

Talking to her breaks the winds

men were afraid to fly on her wings

because hers wasn't a mere love

i can not imagine holding her in my arms

and smiles to the Eagles

i never love that way again after talking to her mind.

her pictures hung in my mind

starring right in my face

i tried to pull her back to smile in my face

sad memories if this go on in my heart

thinking on the moment on the time you made me smile

the joy it brings to my humble heart to appeal

but the words i spoke to her kept coming back to me

 

All the love i know, i kept it in my heart forever

until the day i would talk to her again

i felt that there was something i gain from talking to her

In her bosom i dwell for ever

I thought i could have gone with out her

but when she left, she left with everything i have to say

With nothing to hold on.

i don't want to  cry, i don't want to say Goodbye

Because i still have something to say.

Destiny had played tricks on me

it snatched you away from me

 

i never remained in silence

But i talk in peace

I cannot fly to beyond to speak to her.

we talk heart to heart for the sake of her

smiling like all was well make me sad

talking to her only brings faith as they say

we see above the moon

Below the moon are mourners

somethings are hard to say

One has to learn them as things COMES

Gradually i began to learn to say those words

Old dirge and my ego deprive me of that

I struggled hard to speak the words Goodbye

Like when i learn how to talk to her

Copyright © John Chizoba Vincent | Year Posted 2014

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