My heart is lonely.
It awaits your presence—
Sunshine of my soul’s turquoise sky.
With you, life’s an Eden—a garden of smiles.
I love everything you—
Your flaws included.
My heart is longing for your presence—
Moonshine of my heart.
With you, I am in a ball,
Dancing my sorrows away.
Everyday with you defines paradise.
Nothing completes me more than you, Ohemaa.
You are a good handler of a home.
My kids will be safer in your belly,
For you etch good morals on indecent souls.
You come first before anything else—
The best life offered me.
My unborn kids will rain tons of curses on me if they aren’t your breed.
You’ll be to them a father—
One who disciplines with the rod of love,
And we shall be an example of quintessence—
TurksonQuills & Tirola
Glossary: Ohemaa (Ghanaian Language, Akan) — My queen.
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