Thato

“The weak heart is at state To let you know me better oh dear Thato, the star of my happiness, Holding tight and lifting up your warm Heart is my vision, may you be my future? Hold and warm my heart with your gentle Hands oh dear Thato? Ask me if I really adore you oh dear Thato, Act upon my loneliness and figure out; Accusation you hear from people is not just A joke, inspire me to smile and grin more dearest one, To the crest of your joy I am dedicated to lift you but The little I could do is to write about you in verses that I sew, Though I cherish you, I know I am not worth keeping, but There is still that hope of you being my future, oh dear Thato! Of all the multitudes here on earth you’re still my future to be, Obviously all eyes are upon you my dearest Thato, star of my happiness, “Ouch” is a word I would guarantee not to unveil from your diction; unfortunately Only I cannot be with you until days beyond, Oh dear Thato.