When she walks,

the lightning bows down,

the thunder sleeps eternally

and my heart beats

strongly like the roar of a lion

Since she was the tempest

in my eyes,

she has sprinkled cherries

upon my days,

which are now a sundae of joy

If love meant the smile of souls,

then our hearts would laugh limitlessly,

she tickles my mind

The only one who makes my heart clap

at it bears witness to the only magnificence

that walks,

the only talisman of victory

that talks

she is the only one

who makes my world bounce

till it never falls to the ground endlessly

I've lost control,

but her smile puts me

in the autopilot of safety,

hope is my cushion,

victory is my bed

because she's here with me

Like the swagger of oreo,

she is the cream in the buns

of my existence,

she is romantic sprite,

she quenches my forlorn thirst,

for the kiss that tastes like harmony,

and it is hers,

she is my magnificent love.

                                          By Kakraba Afful