Oluwayemisi arewa obinrin mi,
Okin lo rewa laarin awon eye ni mo magbo,
But your beauty inspired me and my bleeding pen,
I'm ready to burn the candle and use my quill
To apprise your love and stunner.
Whenever my mind calls your name,
My heart paused to reached your image,
Memories of your loving touches, reminds me of our seventh heaven escapade.
Whenever my heart shattered and tarred like a rag,
Your sangfroid words mend my broken heart like a seamster.
What shall I compare your beauty with?
I'm not William Shakespeare to compare you to a summer's day
Nor Solomon to write you with abysmal wisdom
But Your paleness is the light to dark night
And helpmeet to the burning sun.
Your face is smoothly shaped and colored like Asian gold,
Like a drunkard, your love enthrall my heart
And toxicate my encephalon,
Your smile drives frantic like a roared lion.
Without you, the day cries saltless water,
Without you, men would have fallen into unfathomable pit,
Without your smile, fear will reign in bosom of men
Without you, my golden quill wouldn't have write in candle light.
In the neworld,
You shall be my queen
I say not this in my dreamworld
But in the heart of every man that listen to this says of mine.
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