Love One-On-One Poem by Raymond Magabe

My love for her can never be untwined.
Like the mathematical phenomenon,
it can never be defined.

When two angelic friends are sent to earth two years apart
the first becomes a vessel for the to really exist.
In this way I found myself in her.

Not that her beauty is not for mortals of this realm,
but it radiates from a place no mortal can ever see.

She knows my core like the palm of her hand,
she makes sense of my perverted sense of humour,
she sees my tears when my pride fails me,
she feels my pain when words escape me,
she hears me through the deafening silence of my stubbornness,

this is love one-on-one
and her lesson is in session.