My vicky
Believes are correct,
believes are died wrong
rehearsing the failure in my mind
believes truely never make the real
hear this...that is my vicky
you are my brand of heroine, exactly
you are my life now, you the only
it is about you, i dream of love only
never met anyone so good so lovely
this love never be enough of myself
more you love, less you sense anything
this moment makes me think, making
your laugh, your eyes, so amazing
all I know is your love I cant help in
next to me on that site in the bus
we tried to be cool keeping not talking
Trying tyo get our ittention didnt work
boldly you turned on the charm
your graze in me, the expressing face funny
the simile you gaver I was so happy
Iam happy with you, this is vicky
i believe you love my vicky
my arm willhold your weakest
my eyes will see you at your ugliest
my heart will love you at your worst
I have found true love, that my best
poem by Samweli Butobi
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