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BREWED CHEMISTRY

From unwary jokes
And banters
With eyes fixated on another
I saw you as just a funny friend

Then chemistry set in
Unconsciously so,
Whirlwinds of passion swept by
Here I am with you.



I lived in denial
She did too
No, she is my friend!
I whined!
No, nothing would brew!
She exclaimed!

Then came the flame which illuminated our synch
Lost my defense
Her wall threw open


My innate self wanted a friend
A gist partner
Someone to bring out my talkative self
Fantasing playground jumps
With our offsprings
Whence they see Dad and Mum
As troublesome lovers

Our affection grew
From chatters and laughs
Half-speaking, half-singing
Then love painted the scene
For our fairy tale

Here we are,
Helplessly in love
Like we've got wings to fly
Up there to paradise...



Babe, its not over
With the sweet,
There is the bitter
With the laugh,
There is the cry

A new horizon set
With storms coming
Before the final lap
of professing "I do"



We ve got work to do
On Our oars we shouldn't rest
New altars we strive to build
A new home
Another life
New world frought with challenges
And life viscitudes

As we take a lifelong walk
With pre-nuptial vows the beginning
We need to work!
Baby, work on me
Let me work on you.


     Ayoola Gem Fash


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