Dear Mawuena,
Just want you to know:
You so damn fine.
We see eye to eye even though you never replied my Hi.
You're like a fine tulip blown by a moist wind.
Your breath is like that of a coconut aloed oil.
You always air me even though your aura and hair gives that chill of been rare.
Sarcasm is your best field just like satire is my best poetic licence.
I aren't a fan of love. ...