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Where art thou? Oh my love!

Where, where, where? I've searched all over, down into the deep, killing sharks and whales to see if you are trapped in their bellies... I've scanned through the moon, surfing thru the galaxies but you don't seem visible... I dined with the forest elders, to see if you are held by spiritual powers, and infact I dug into the rock, but terrestrial powers have you neither, so where art thou?

You may run, but you can't hide, my supersonic speed will get you, (even if I never won a race in sports). Are you playing hide and seek? I've been practicing since I've been a kid, so its better you surrender to my lovely, strong, chiselled and muscular arms leroly.

I've been in a forty-day fasting and prayer session, eating only solids, fast food, cereals, cupcake and assorted fruit juices. Several prophets have laid powerful anointing oils on me, and my head twisted to 360° but you didn't appear. I've moved and prayed at over a hundred prayer mountains, facing the wailing walls daily in supplications and humming, 'I'm looking for Caro'. Where are you? Where!

I've practiced 'skelewu' all night long, throwing my hands to 'Shoki' and disturbing my waist over 'etigi' filled with the thought of when I'll finally be the only mayonnaise on your bread, the only kulikuli in your garri. I know I don't have money yet, but that's why I've been rehearing the 'aye' song, 'she no want Ferrari, she no want designer...' so you ll love even in hunger (how will I buy Ferrari when I'm hungry, when 'aye' is not doing me).

In search of you, I subscribed to the annoying caller tune, hoping you'd hear 2face's 'You Are My African Queen', and fall for me lesekese. I made African China's 'if you love somebody' my ring tone, maybe you ll walk up to me and call me your love... But then, where art thou?

I'm not looking for the prettiest girl in the world, just be the cutest girl in Nigeria (hold on, no, your area alone will do), I'm contented. It doesn't matter if you have curves, circles, pointers, side view and front view, neither do I care if you are well-endowed, as long as you have enough butt and bonnets I can sleep on without waking with body pains, I'm contented.

I've prepared for your coming, having sleepless night with just 8-hours bed rest everyday. I'm ready to give you my all, down to the last pen, good enough to write you the best poem in the world. But where art thou?

Walai, I'm ready to make you the only puffpuff in my pan, the only seed in my mango, the only crown on my pineapple, the only colour on my blue shirt -- just stop hiding from me, abeg!

I may have only garri to drink, but love knows no food. I may look like gorilla but that's why love is blind Na, abi? I hope you don't listen to P-Square too much, because I don't have any money you can chop, except you ll manage bananas and oranges. You are free to pass me your love Sha, and I'll freely fall into any temptation your ifunaya prepares, then worship you as your special man forever.

Abeg, I'm tired of searching for you: Tolani don fall in love, Bukola has found her bone, Omotola has her boyfriend, Taiwo is not interested, Bolaji is engaged and Tomi don turn S U sister. so please, I take God beg you, leave me not to their mercy. Come out sharpaly and let's start our love in Tokyo, singing to you, 'I love my baby'.

©Altarboy

will comment afta d Apostle creed .

She's with OBJ

Ur love is

sinaj:
will comment afta d Apostle creed .

recite the apostles creed

Story for the gods

naijaboiy:
[color=#1980BC]Which special girl was this poem written for?[/color]

None, I've got none. I just like to write on love and romance.

suxxman:
Story for the gods

Indeed. Just no Claro here. tongue out. Its a joke.

francizy:
She's with OBJ

Haba, that man too old Na. *in Google's voice * Did you mean his pretty grandchild?

sinaj:
will comment afta d Apostle creed .

Apostle's creed? Lol. Let's hear it.

U don check on top Mont Everest? OP

SarcasticMe:
U don check on top Mont Everest? OP

That's true o. *gets his climbing gears* Bless you o jare.

penplayer:
Haba, that man too old Na. *in Google's voice * Did you mean his pretty grandchild?

I told you where you woman is and you telling me the man she's with is too old. That man na former president oh, he can have a young woman for breakfast, brunch, lunch, dinner, etc, by hook or crook.

Dey dia na...

francizy:
I told you where you woman is and you telling me the man she's with is too old. That man na former president oh, he can have a young woman for breakfast, brunch, lunch, dinner, etc, by hook or crook.

Dey dia na...

Lol. I get you.