That Cold Night
Cold Night
Rainy is this night,
And she got me teething like a bat.
Her warm talks soaked my eyes.
I'm impressed by her extra rhythm.
She has secure my heart;
With her angelic voice and smile.
She has gotten my head on a pop;
A lot of love and joy has filled my cup;
For I'm the man of her heart
Emerging pastor of her church.
Copyright © Abraham G. Suah | Year Posted 2020
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