Her love
Is blessed from above
Her word
Decries my shabby mood
Her presence
Changes my monotonous mood

She built me a palace in her heart
So I would not be a derelict
Her love sweats amity, its dew gets me conscious
This is no dalliance
Conscience in me not to be a philanderer
Knowing she is a determiner

Her love is as scarce
Her love has no compare
Her love changes my strop
I wish
This love
Will not stop

Written by: Ogunwole Abdulazeez Olanshile Distinctwriter
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson

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