Only, If
You see me lonely
Like a turtle dove
You can up lift my spirit of love
Bringing delightful sunshine
To my gloomy life
Only, if
You promise never to curl my toes
I can hardly be in death throes
Giving green eyes but no a bell
No snowbell's chance in hell.
To the faraway love I cling
I can fix my broken wings
And fly faraway
Never get to return nor got astray.
Only, if
In a dream
I cross the sacred stream
I can reach your warm smile
Though faraway in thousands of miles
Only, if
I trek but not bear
Love we can share
Be straining the misery.
poem by Emmanuel Chris Nyasulu
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