(exclusively for Concordia Mhlanga, the only person who has touched my heart)
Around the globe you may go
and all you'll find is a blow
of true love and happiness
all in the name of selfishness.
but with you, me, and i
i still wonder why?
in comparison with rest
we seem to be the very best.
why in me arises this kind of feeling?
is it because when i look at you i feel Lucky, proud nevertheless happy,
though at times jealous
that i might loose you.
(can you please vote and add a comment about how you really feel about this poem and please be honest as this really means a lot to me and i will vote for you too, honestly.cheers!!!)
