Every single poem I've ever written for you
Tells of the giant hole that was left in my heart...
As you wake for the day
I search for myself in the folds of your...
She comes home in scrubs
her hair a mess...
All these thoughts inside my head
Circling my brain as I lay in my bed...
Shall I compare you to a rose?
You were by far more beautiful...
their worries wound up
the - clock ticking torment - of...
Will the future
be fair to you...
Sitting in silence,
The deafening kind...
From the Kirondes,
To the Ntoniyos...
Mothers and daughters,
sisters and aunts...
You're like an epiphany
A shooting star in my night sky...
Dear my little king or queen
I'm truly in love with you already...