her.

i've been warned of the wicked igbo queens,
who will steal my heart and leave it scarred.
lead me on and leave me lonely

but i was never warned of her,
the one with the prettiest name.
with words like spells that put you in a trance.

her spell.

infiltrates the heart, breaks the wall,
afflicts the heart, longing for her essence.
and makes it all seem so harmless.

even if my heart gets broken,
i'll be left with these memories.
i know it's all worth it if it's her.

the nectar of love only comes with the poison of pain,
and if i was to be burnt, i'd rather it be your fire.