ROMANTIC RHYMES

Like a myth, I am really old
but like the moon at dawn, I'm not bold.
A picture my mind wishes to hold-
around your bosom I want to fold
amidst a night so cold.

Your beauty is worth more than gold;
a fact that can never be sold.
You are a treasure tale untold-
a status others wish to mold.

Our beautiful bodies, let us cuddle.
At least to an extent let's fondle.
Let me kill that burning candle,
and our intimacy, let's double.

My love for you is arrantly aggressive.
Thus all it takes, I will give
to inspire my lovely love to live
and impose on you a deep relief-
a sacrifice so hard to believe.

lanre badmus
2004