You’re My Soul

What if I tell you
Poetry is not my thing
Till you became my theme

What if tell you
I was just a corpse without you
For you’re not just my soulmate
You’re my soul, it requires no debate

What if I tell you
That pain was my playmate
Till you and I have a date
Now he has to wait
Cox, I fall for you despite the gate

Let me tell you, Deary
You’re the prize in my diary
And your love is my life theory
The X in my equation
Yet the reason for my supplication
You’re the treasure of my castle and the regulator of my attention.
©A.A Inuwa