When I met love

She was a woman

A beautiful black flower

That had lost its petals

But in some way, it had survived

Through pain and loss,

That’s when I knew

I couldn’t let her go!

When I met love

He was a man

His fore head layered with history’s lines

And his eyes colored with grit

As black as the night

It seemed to sip from his skin

That’s when my heart was split

I just wanted a kiss

When I met love

It was a pet

On a cold, misty evening

It looked at me with intent

The kind of stare that says

If you don’t help me, no one will.

It was going to be a cold long night.

We both knew we needed a cuddle

Author: eprayz

A Ugandan based poet, free lance writer and singer/song writer.

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