Her beauty spoke without words.
Her smile ripened the forest
Her stunning eyes pierced my heart
Her teeth stained with plum of gaiety
Her dimple captured my heart.
Her curves bewitched my thought.
Her priceless smile made me waver.
In her eyes I found solace.
In her arms I felt secured
Maker and breaker of heart.
She was my first and last love.
By Adegbite Arinola
As a Poet, I don’t want anything but a place in everyone’s heart.
Love you all
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