Wish you knew I miss my steps Each time I see you looking at me Of course, you’re my choice I couldn’t think otherwise. Shyness takes me off my realm Your love, an anticipation I craved for But it seats within closed cloud doors Dwelling as angels in my dreams. Down the alley I see […]
via Illicit Fantasy – by Neematdairy & Vinz — An e-Paper Poetry of Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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