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Oluwakemi



 
The first time I saw you
Was the day the you gave a full smile
That caught the attention of the crescent sun
It was the day I came out of darkness
Because you chose to become my light
My own crescent sun
It was a day my dreams ended
Because you chose to become a reality
That day was glorious bright
The lustrous green leaves gave a charming smile
To the appearance of the golden sun
The birds were free-flying upon the sky’s table
The rivers poured stylishly into the bounty of the
Flowing sea’s pool
Everything was good and in order
I knew from your eyes
That I had no more secrets
You are my hidden secrets exposed

From your hair down to your feet
I knew God painstakingly spent extra days
To create a mortal like you for me
When God was creating a million
And when God completed the whole creation
Out of the billion, you outshine their union
You are true because you are rarer
You are not an Angel, Angels are meant to serve men
You are the essence of beauty, impeccable daughter of Eve
My true story, my superstition, my reality
I was overwhelmed with ecstasy
The night I first saw you, because
There was change to life;
 Nature sings a new song to us
I watched us above
I watched Abraham’s seeds up in the blue clouds
And truly my book of love
Out of the union of stars above
We stood apart to outshine their union
Diamonds are expensive and scarce
You are priceless and one
And because God loves and cared so much for me
He gave you to me, and I said OLUWAKEMI

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