THE 14TH OF FEBRUARY

THE 14TH OF FEBRUARY

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Honey, sweetie, pumpkin pie,

As we sit here on this august day,

As I look at your dreamy eyes,

I cannot help but smile.

I cannot help but turn a blind eye

To the people who are walking through

This restaurant's isle.

Honey, sweetie, my pumpkin pie,

Let we wipe those tears of suffering

Off your eyes.

Let these words that I say to you 

Incline your heart to mine.

Let not these precious lines

Find a heart so resolute

That their powers would subside.

Together;

Let these words and your heart

Mix together like water efficiently mixes with lime,

Like how a stitch in time saves nine,

Or like how shades of blue dance on the surface of the ocean

During summertime.

Aye!!

Let these rhymes

Creep into your heart

And make it chime.

Let this season

Be our time.

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For so long we have been in the unfortunate position

Of being third in line,

Of always giving advice,

Of wasting our time

By being mediators

To couples that always fight.

Let us break this third wheel routine

And unlike them,

Let our love flourish sublime.

Let my hand be affixed in yours

Till the end of time.

Let my Poetry

Shatter all the glass walls

That pain and heartbreak

Have created in you overtime.

Aye!

Let my lips be the antidote

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To the poison that broken promises

Have smeared on your lips.

Let my tongue caress yours;

Until the language of lovers

To your vocabulary is restored.

I love you so!

Let me open

A new door to your heart;

One that leads to a route glittered with gold.

One that leads to a path that knows no sorrow.

Cupid waits on the other side of that door;

Mending a hollow heart with love shaped arrows.

He stands on the other side of that door;

Waiting to usher us into a world

Where our hearts are stitched together;

Where the love that runs through

The streams of our combined aortas overflows.

Let this first meeting between us be a day for us to forever rejoice!

...............................

For if you let me in,

If you delete the word no from your vocabulary this evening,

...I will forever be yours and you will forever know no sorrow. 

A Poem by Tumuhairwe Bruno Edgard (Edgard The Bard)