You Sang To Me Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

Let's sit with the sun love, as the breeze
Blows gently towards our snowing hearts.
Let's paint our soul red and white for the season
Calls for intimacy between lovers and soulmates.
Season my life with a poetic song of joy.




I think we have the world smiling with a kiss,
The only I thing I would like you to do for me
Is to share the blossom and gliding sunset with me.
Let's touch the joy of the earth with love;
Let's cloth the world with a speechless emotions.


Hold my hand and savor my life with a sweet melodious beats that quench the longing of my heart.
Bank your life in my account and it shall be secured,
Let us be the answer to the question the world asks,
Let's us be the wine of love that the world seek,
Let us colour the world the way the world love.




Just can't believe you live inside of me,
All this while you were in front of me I never realise
That the world stand still for a lady so museful,
I couldn't believe it, I couldn't touch; I didn't see it but I felt it, you sang to my soul, you sang to me
A love song that makes the man in me stand.



Let's keep that silence a minute longer
for you who swirls with the wave of the sea.
Who missed the stereographic view of this land
who I reverse but blossom before the birth of my love,
Attest to no sorrow on earth for you never see one.
Let your boiling blood meet the new peace
and call it now seeing that of earth as then.



Sing me more of your undying love song
And tell me how wet the sun is now beside us.
Let's not hug cry of the earth so wicked and sinful
Sing me to my ear a love song of the night.
The last night you sang to me was perfect, sing to me again.




(C) john Chizoba Vincent