You shall, with vigor, face the days ahead.
Speak words that are enriching like wine and bread.
You shall, all your goals hit on first sight of aim.
As success drives you safe into hall of fame.
You shall, with  African strength, be the Queen of your home
Hold your family together with none to ever roam
You shall touch a person, a people, even a tribe
Ensuring all glory, to the Lord, you ascribe.
You shall be celebrated by both family and stranger
In your fears even enemies will  keep you from danger
You shall smile on hearing that  you make others smile too
And marvel when they show how the world, they think of you
For a sign of assurance that these things will be
You shall receive a special birthday prayer from me

We are people with lots of imperfections and lots of failures too.
But it always feels so right and perfect whenever I am With you.
So I'm writing these words and hope, as you read this, you're  smiling like loved ones do;
Cause I'm smiling while writing and loving the feeling that my hearts feels towards you

I love the part of me that loves the whole of you.
I love the part of me that believes this is true
I love the part of me that thinks you love me too
I love the part of me that makes me feel brand new

Opposites, they say, attract;
but would the law of magnetism works in this case?
The gap between us reminds me of the rivers;
Niger and Benue
How they must have, long fantasized
the exhilarating comfort of a closer bond
"If only we come close" the waves whisper
"If only we come close"
Then we can dance to the beats of the current
responding to impulse by the peaceful sea breeze
If only we come close

If only we come close
The skies will smile again
As vapors of passion come together,
To form clouds of affection above
Then rain down showers of love upon us  
Watering the tender seeds in our passion
to grow into giant cedars of  unshakable Union  
If only we come close

If only we come close
You wouldn't need a name
Because you in me and I in you
would make us one and the same
If our streams must overflow
then it would be to transport tears of joy
For our willing hearts will  flow in love
If only we come close

If only we come close
Our season shall know no end
for a thousand generations
Our path will never bend
It shall cause happiness to reign
among both enemy and friend
My wish of a dream come true
If only we come close

I sat back there, pictured you from the rare and I couldn't help but wonder how to reach you from here.
For a second I almost got carried away by your back side but immediately slapped me in the conscience less I backslide.
You see I have this thing for beauty in its 3d vector graphic state, the very type for which a man could take any and every bait
There's force pushing me to make history and perhaps, set a memorial for generations to come, such force that could wake up a man to the reality of beauty accompanied by a compelling readiness to  defend, Simply put;
Can I Love You?

I must confess, I had a rather blurry vision
Of what seemed to be passion but turned out to be an illusion.
Like... what a beautiful rose, maybe I plug  me a branch, to smell closer  and perhaps even better;
But to think that it withers and dies on exposure to sun rays scares every curiosity to advance closer than I could treasure this beauty and still have me a precious rose tree in its purity; so from a distance, with no intentions of crossing a line, this is me respecting your dignity when I ask...
Can I Love you?

Can I get to know you, exceptionally?
I mean, get close to, and perhaps, inside your heart without touching your body;
Can I get lost, like an island, in thoughts of what I see without harboring fantasies about what the untamed me wants to get?
Get swept away by charm and just when am about to loose it, tap me within an say "boy not just yet"?
Because in me are two kingdoms waging war because of you; one wanting to make me king and the other wants to make you Queen too.
But It turns out a king ain't complete without his Queen hence am putting an end to this war dear princess...
Can I Love you?

On this side of eternity where simile and metaphor transcends reality, and reality, in turn, is perceived as fantasy, the only reality occupying my fantasy is commitment, devotion, trust and a blend of affection, a readiness to defend your course with vigor and motivation, in sorrow, I give you exclusive declaration like, here's my shoulder you can cry on for a soothing sensation.
And even tensions are high and emotions amplify, am willing to listen as our hearts dance to the rhythm that, our souls tie.
And history would smile at that very moment in time when question raised was;
Can I Love you?

Can I Love you like Solomon did to wisdom; desiring her more than all the wealth of his kingdom?
Or like Jacob loved Rachel, let me wait for you in enduring purity with steadfast emotional stability; let me be your companion as we journey through streets of discipline, into the sweet comforting atmosphere of all round maturity.
By all round, I mean physical, emotional and spiritual;
See, I make you my choice, the one I uphold and am  confident you're the right one.
And if you doubt me, ask around if, before we met, I was a sane man.
With that said, it's no longer the question  "can I" but am driven to have you seat back, relax and watch me love you like you deserve.