Love is beautiful indeed
I call it a fruit brown with ripe
Which, when pressed, gives juices
It is a little lads bicycle ride
Down the lonely dusty road
Love is a song that is written
On panes of truth and care
So I love not because of what one does
But because of how they made me feel
And how my soul rejoice in their embrace
Happy married life to Mr. and Mrs. Charles Iroegbu. I heard I’m the next one in line; I’m not sure. Haha.
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