#MuwadoLoveLetter Will you be mine? (Confessions of an expectant heart, a bleeding mind and a lover’s plight.)

Like an orphan to a curfew

Or a reason to hurt you

I am yet to find you…

 

Like a porno to a perv

Or a corner to a curve

You’re the nest am the dove…

 

Like a flame to a stove

Or a palm to a glove

To you I’ll give, all my love…

 

Like a vein to a valve

Or a chain to a slave

You’re where I’ll rest, all I have…

 

Like a cave man to a cave

Or a dead man to a grave

Am the pawn, you’re the move…

 

Like a dime to a purse

Or a rhyme to a verse

Yours is my place, our space…

 

Like a wine to a glass

Or a coffin to a hearse

You’re the mistake. I’m the mess…

 

Like a name to a face

Or a game to a chase

You’re the crime. I confess…

 

Like a picture to a frame

Or a lighter to a flame

You’re the case. I’m to blame…

 

Like a sentence to a convict

Or the evidence to the verdict

You’re the drug, I’m the addict…

 

Like a man to a serpent

Or a pen to a student

You’re the sin; I repent…

 

Like ink to a page

Or a MIC to a stage

I’m the catch, you’re the cage…

 

Like a click to a link

Or a freak to a shrink

I’m the eye; you’re the blink…

 

Like a pad to a period

Or a vest to a chest

Am the pen, you’re the test…

 

Please do pardon

My rude comparison

And bad choice of diction…

 

But my reasons;

1. Soon it’s Valentine’s

2. I’m askin’; “Will you be mine?” 🙂

 

Never had a valentine

But if only you will be mine

Promise I’ll make it all about you.

And this much I know, and swear is true…

 

 

By

Th’ KlaFella™

Kidron Nabende Googo

 

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