She said babe if you really love me write me one of your poems
Don’t tell me your usual bullshit about not being inspired
If I can ignite your heart and your loins why not your brain too
Please don’t write me your usual sad stuff, don’t kill my character
Both your lips and the roses they taste like are red
Both my feelings and the violets I got you are blue
I know you know I have and will always be in love with you
So weave pretty words to show you also do still love me too
Make sure you put my name clearly in there too
Let everybody see your sacrifice of love is offered to my altar
I was there before all these others ever even knew of you
Most importantly, I am here still
It took me 13 pages of crumpled paper
But think I finally have words even remotely worthy of you
I weaved the ink with strands from my heart and my brain
Please don’t take them too seriously but not too lightly either please
Both my heart and the flames bursting from them are red
Both the ink and the emotions behind them are blue
I know you know I do now and will always love you
I can never weave words as pretty as you
We will have the same name so they’ll all know
They’ll know to which shrine i offer this libation
May we never forget that our best days were with each other
Most importantly, may we never forget to live in the present
Nana Obeng-Koranteng 2017