You are my romantic nicotine,

in the cigarrette of destiny,

I burn for with the smoke of bliss,

I'll burn even more when you give me a kiss

never has wind has bowed like this

Wrap you around me like a scarf

of my heart, you'll not rip it apart

because your love has art,

it sketches wisdom

and the freedom of your lips

of kingdom of your hips,

makes me fire,

burn the wire

taste ecstacy, when I touch you skin

set me free from the web of sin

Babe, you're no bee but you make honey

the sweetness that sweetness me,

an ecstacy that sets me free

we shall sit on the clouds

visit Zeus for our holidays

The sky shall never fall

because your heart beats eternally

and that gives me life,

because you are my love.

                                           By Kakraba Afful