Ovwigho Joseph Ovedje

Your hazel green eyes
Are like woods on a warm spring day
When leaves have just unfolded
And slender branches thick with sap
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One of your hairs fell out last night:
A piece of your life was gone without a sound.
I know a difficult day is coming,
My heart, pierced, utters a quiet cry.
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My little one whose tongue is dumb,
whose fingers cannot hold to things,
who is so mercilessly young,
he leaps upon the instant things,
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Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
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The only woman i ever truly cherish. Her touch and affection is far beyond words.

I am a warrior, a fighter of love, her beauty and charisma strikes me off guard.
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