My Best Friend Loves Me.

Poem By samuel nze

How does it feel
Having a best friend that sincerely loves you?
I am sure it feels good
Especially when you love him too.
Love is like a perfume
That becomes a clean man.
Because you know too well that
Your intentions are pure
You go ahead to wear it
Knowing too that the gracious aroma
Which always attracts
Will draw the object of your seduction
Closer closer
To the heart in which
He will always stay.
I love you, Jude.

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