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My heart pleads
My heart pleads, and I know not how to proceed,
You shine just like phosphorus in outer space~
As Venus’ nebula that draws eyes with speed,
A celestial reign of elegance and grace.
In my mind, your love has always come with fame;
Your stars still brighten, needing no lunar peek.
With a lilt not lost in hubbub’s show of shame,
A space-born sight that many still deem mystique.
When problems produce a cascade of sorrow,
That slithers down faces as streams of warm tears,
Leaving serpentine trails beyond our morrow,
We still share our love—with purity and cheers.
Copyright ©
Maclawrence Famuyiwa
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