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Gift of Love



To love is a gift but to be loved is priceless
Beauty comes with an expiry date, but passion is timeless
Yet your beauty is a landmine, every step a bomb blast
Like a poisoned pill, it comes at a fatal cost
But forbidden love, even after a hundred years is never lost
Like a marathon, never stopping not even for a break of sunlight, winning is a must
Everyone falls before they can stand in love, a natural order
Like men soaked in sips of guilty conscious, speaking in tongues from outside borders
If love is a sin, then I will deny heaven
To you I pledge my unwavering loyalty, I'll follow you more than the eleven
Like a cut on my rib
You are nailed to my hip
Love lives here, on bended knees, it is my idolatry
Your love is an accidental discharge, a broken perfect from an obscured poetry


Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
Authorpreneur

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