Me And Ruth

Have your hear about
the 2 mushroom standin

tall on the mountain top?
That which glister during

the winter and summer,
that is me and Ruth.

We are those birdz which it's
wings tickles the sky, that

same bird which whisper lovers
2 bed after their erotic touches,

am the cupid and she is that bow
is my hand

poem by Enyinwa Okechukwu Enyinwa
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