Love In Foreign Language Poem by Seyi Oluwadare

Mysteries of love turn me out to an Alien,
From a strange land in Nigerien as a singular being pertaining to sapiens,
Whispering the name of love in my dialect.

Standing before an Angel,
In my bizarrest style of different culture.
I express love in Jargon while speaking in tongue in parlance lingo.

Waiting for an Angel,
To respond humorously in her native.
OoooooO, I noticed.

Speaking Chinese or Japanese
Speaking English or Irish
It has no meaning to love,
For love has no language,
And can only be understood by one's heart
√ Language is not barrier to love.