The sunflower and its circle of yellowness, a beauty by nature which sings of your lovely mellowness.
The sway of your hips; Miss hippy, have I told you how overwhelmingly jaw-dropping they are, making me go drooling?
Your eyes, seem just to see through me, rendering my bones cold and stiff, as love paralysis keeps them rattled.
My heart yawns with enormous hunger to taste your soul. Give me amidst the hassles of uncertainty a reason to trust, to commit, to be yours.
Ọlaedo, indeed you’re your father’s jewel every man’s desire for the keep, mother-in-laws friend..