Allot Like Love Poem by Raymond Magabe

Voice like angels singing charols on the eve of his birth,
Smile like heaven’s gate to confuse a sinner on the dawn of his death,
Persona like the rainbow to Noah’s sight on deck the legendary ark,
Beauty like Eden to personify the glory in the exuberance of God’s art,
One who never shy’s from the excitement of the fury within her wrath,
Who sees no shame in lighting my way when lost in the dark,
A goddess who places no false claim to the truth of her worth,
And like the bull’s eye, she lets me hit that point when I have a dart.

She gives pleasures of heavenly proportions only known to the demons of this earth,
And will never lead you astray from your self-defining path,
A saint for earthly measures who knows how to play her part,
One who endures pain and always aspires to live her mark.

Though in her absence nothing seems to keep my thoughts steady,
She can never amount to the angel I found in my first lady