Love Struck Poem by Wensislaus Mbirimi

There I was, nothing spicing my life
Boredom being rife
I never expected this
I mean to be love-struck like this

Never thought I would love again
No not after the pain
Already thrust to my brain
Still what has to be
Surely must be

An angel came flying through the air
She really is fair
My mind says to tell her
I open my mouth and stare
Admiring her hair
Unreservedly wanting us to be a pair
But to approach her do I dare
If I do how will I fare

By love I'm smitten
Yes by cupid I'm stricken
The beauty of Salima
Has to be the only Lilly in my valley
The only rose in my love garden
There to be watered and cherished
Till it finally blossoms