Love ‘epistol' Poem by David Olusanya

When I gave my heart to you,
and you gave yours to me too;
You became my mortal goddess
And saved my soul from distress.

I believe in your holy name
that raised my heart when I was lame.
I conquered the witches in my village
and your bedroom became my holy pilgrimage.

Your love became my religion
and I preach you in every region.
I converted my friends into your kingdom
where there's peace, bliss and freedom.

Loving you became my salvation-
It saved my soul from perdition.
Regular romance became my righteousness
and the warmth of your skin reveals your kindness.

Your body became my sanctuary
elegantly costumed with strawberry.
And I love to read your commandments
that's written on your breasts without amendments.

So my love, today I make a vow
that unto no mortal deity shall I bow.
Come rain, come shine, come wave or storm
My love for you shall never lose its form.

I shall seek first the smile of your face
whether or not all else fall into place.
As long as we live, my dear bride,
I shall always enjoy being your ride.


David O.Olusanya