I'm writing this poem for my love
You're my heart,my blood.
My angel, my dove;My lady.
Like the sun, you shine on me.


With thee,day and night'no need for food.
Your love blow my mind like any harmattan breeze.
I'll tell my kinsmen,that with you, I'm ease.


I don't want that poem that'll kill her mood before I start
I want that poem that'll cheer her...