You sat with me under the shade of the trees,
Reading out the words that made no sense,
Not once did you lose faith,
Or let me be,
The slow and steady learner,
The butt of all the jokes,
Cute! Pretty!And more...
mouth against each other we picked
Ice cream from one stick.
Danced in the snow and sung summer.
Sat in cherubim but were late to the show.
Acted judgeless but were judged.
Laughed to the old jokes and sing new song,
launched in the curse day,
For us is more joy .
We satisfied the night with more love.
In the morning we disguised our union.
Our lovers can't morn because of our tale
it's love,it's till,not later but now.
© Isaac Asalewon Aglum