HER SWEET PERFUME

     HER SWEET PERFUME

Am usually not far from my wrist watch,

It tells me the time when she walk pass

My street House.

Because I have being crushing on her

For months now.

I know her voice whenever she speak, I know

The sound of her foot step when she walk,

Even up to her smiles, I Feel warmed.

I feel jealous when a brother admires her,

Oh! My mine, will she be mine?

I can sense her sweet perfume whenever

Am busy with Domestic work, miles away.

She is my dream lady, my queen,my
motivation, my rose and the prose
am about wright soon.

I just hope she’s going to ask me

My name somehow, someday.