Tuesday Chronicles Poem by Wolf the poet

My love that ain't a problem
I wear your love like an emblem
As you Joan are my gem
Waswahili wanasema 'dem'
Baby you make me up my game
Our love has no shame
For we both share the same name

Our night together was magical
Is questioned otherwise i will dim it rhetorical
What we did was not theoretical
The Englishmen will prefer practical

The cuddles to warm ourselves
The moans to calm the adrenaline
The fresh dopamine released from our brains as we carresed
With the rain drops being a witness
And our white sheets being in a mess

Your laughter tore the room apart
The smiles a warmth to my delicate heart
We made love, we fantasized it
We played real couples for a night
Lo and behold it did pay off
I officially announce us
husband and wife🥰💍