If I give you my heart,

and expose the fact that

you unfurl my wings,

please promise me you

won't let those tears fall

If I should let you see

my soul's nakedness,

please tell me you shall

not shroud it with mockery

If I should look into your eyes,

and find solace on its own

because yours stare at me,

I shall smile like the summer,

and my worries shall

be all thawed away,

by the warmth of your touch

My love, here it is

the glass of my mortality,

the cup that bears

my sentimentality,

please do not break it

If I give you my heart,

and expose the fact that

you unfurl my wings,

please promise me you

won't let those tears fall.

By Kakraba Afful