STRUCK!
Like a lightning, your
memory of flashes through my mind
Blurring all thoughts
that lacks your scent
Just like a hurdle, my
heart skips at your voice
Pounding like the
bombs on falling on Holms
This feeling is sweet even without a drop of
honey
Like a Berlin wall my
defense fell
And all the excuses
vanished like vapor
Deep in my mind I know
it is well
In your angelic arms I
know I had found favour
Even a train will halt
to catch a glimpse of your beauty
With you in my hands
your love is my duty
Baby your rock my
world!
Elvis will sure be
jealous of your skills
Sweetie
you knock my fears
Tyson
will shiver at your moves
What
a time of our lives to love and be loved
This
had better not be a dream
Baby
mi nothing do you!
Wondering
where you learnt to love like this
To
learn, grow, support and cherish
So
it is you have waited for at the station
And
like a sniper you stuck my heart
Skillfully
from the top of the rock called Aso
And
your weapon is simply simplicity
I
am stock and am glad am down
I
don’t want to recover from this hit
Even
with all the medics around like swarms
I
will rather recuperate in your bosom
Struck
I am and struck I will be!
Omo-Ekun, Ilu-Nla
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