a poem by UKAONU DORIS OBIANUJU, Nigeria

If love is water,
I willingly drown in a well.

If love is mad,
I would dance so awful to the tune of my heart.

Anytime love turns to a wheelchair,
May I never walk so I can sit.

If love is poor,
May I dwell in rags and be happy.

Love can be compared to a suckling baby,
So pure and delicate at heart.

If your love be a car,
I prefer the seats be made of roses.

I would rather step on your toes
Instead of the road just to gain your attention.

NOTE- a joint piece written by my humble self,and also an ace poet NWOSU ANTHONY...hmmmmmm...all about love!

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