The Visitor

by Aiko (Dreamsurfer)   Jun 9, 2020


She came, saw and conquered.
Her hugs can mend a wrecked heart.
She reminds me of matoke bananas, cow offals and yellow orangefruit juice.
The visitor has curves like brackets in Mathematics,
But I do not even know her name.
One of our mutual friends from a foreign land,
Tells me she is called "Emily";
I love her dearly.

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