It ***** my center of life,
To really pen down this,
Nothing,but reality,
l really miss you girl,
A mature love you were.

True love,we showered each other,
little did we know then ,
Your charming looks,
Your calculated kisses,
your hot boo,I miss them all..

That man who took you away,
Away from my soul reach,
Must be creative,
When you left,my heart was parched.
I am in need of that very love,
That which,belonged to us someday

Jasmine please this is my plea,
Chebet come back to me,
All doors are open for you,
It is not that I loved you any less,
I just love to accomplish my dreams more..

As I sat on the shade,
One sunny hot midmorning,
Memories of August holiday,
Loom large in my brain.

I think about this lass,
Cynthia my hearts' nurse,
Images forms about us,
How I scored as she pass.

I love my daring doll,
For she spares my soul,
Even after the world tells her all,
Choreographed to make us fall.

I love to hear her giggle,
And smile with her innocent face,
Face full of live ,love and hope,
That surely reads clean tommorow.

Every time she talks I get touched,
By her utterance that sounds true,
She got a cute voice that merges ,
Her Immaculate nature .

The ardent ambition to succeed,
Is second to her nature,
'er shy look and reservedness,
Proves that she is my malkia.

Chebet come with a ring,
You be our witness on this thing,
Come along with your king ,
We celebrate all as we sing .