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Janix Asare Poem
You shot my ability to love another dead,
You have always been in ma head,
But to you only this i have said,
Want to have you always like a daily bread,
Need you like a pillow always on my bed,
Be my needle because i will enter
and follow you as your thread,
Can't imagine all i just said,
That's why i call love weird.
Copyright © Janix Asare | Year Posted 2011
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Janix Asare Poem
Priceless like a dynamite,
priceless like the Jackson Five,
Let's make love all night,
with all strength and might,
while holding pillow so tight,
sex will feel so right.
Even after losing our sight,
it will still be a night.
Floating in love like a kite,
the next morning will be so
bright.
Copyright © Janix Asare | Year Posted 2011
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Janix Asare Poem
When love hits you like a glue,
You don't know what to do.
Even if something is fake,
You think it's true.
You don't have a break,
But rather go through.
You know what it takes?
It makes you a fool.
It's like being drowned in a lake;
But not a pool.
It's a moment to celebrate:
That's why it takes two.
A lot of words to exchange,
That's me and you.
Count one to eight,and it got you.
The words of the gate:"I love you".
Copyright © Janix Asare | Year Posted 2011
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