Only, If Poem by EMMANUEL CHRIS NYASULU

You see me lonely
Like a turtle dove
You can up lift my spirit of love
Bringing delightful sunshine
To my gloomy life

Only, if
You promise never to curl my toes
I can hardly be in death throes
Giving green eyes but no a bell
No snowbell's chance in hell.

To the faraway love I cling
I can fix my broken wings
And fly faraway
Never get to return nor got astray.

Only, if
In a dream
I cross the sacred stream
I can reach your warm smile
Though faraway in thousands of miles

Only, if
I trek but not bear
Love we can share
Be straining the misery.