All of you, come witness,
as my days turn to neon,
due to neon,
I walk like adoration,
because I have found
cardiac lucozade,
an invincible union,
that is unbreakable,
it is the steel of amore
She makes me brass,
because her lips are cream
my whole being sings like an opera,
since she cuddled me,
my heart has found independence;
She makes the mountains clap,
she walks on a diamond carpet,
she's the only Crimson that shines
and by her,
I am the mirror that walks,
she is the birth of eminence,
and the womb of royalty
and the exact
signature of happiness
she redeems from me from loneliness
and changes my heartbeat to
cardiac beatboxing,
she needs no minim or crochet,
but transforms it into
the orchestra of bliss
that plays,
CARDIACUS OMENUM PERFECTO;
it is well with my heart,
because her head
rests upon my chest,
and my confidence gains muscles,
by the gym of her touch
Her kiss has pimped me
with joy,
now my pulse bounces
in the fame of our love
her name is the permanent fragrance
that hugs me daily,
if there is a clock,
the time is love.
By Kakraba Afful