Sweet Lady

Fine lady

would you

be mine.

Unlike

others you

give me no

bother.

You’re the

rarest flower,

you bloom with

connection

and affection.

Make a fool

of me not, for

I have nothing

but this subscription

to your love.

For as long

as you live

I love you,

more and more;

even if you want

me to kiss places.

From the

kitchen floor

to the table

to the backyard

to the bedroom

we’ll be breaking

stuff because

that’s what it’s

made for.

© Dotun Gb |Poems

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