She Poem by Praise Akanni

She

Rating: 5.0


She asked me,
' Who am I? '
I replied,
' You are the raped lock
From Belinda's face lifted
That jealous lovers may see.'

She then asked once again,
' Who are you then? '
I once again replied,
' I am the lock lifter
Whom its Glory shined
That jealous lovers may see.'

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