If love was in drawings alone,Â
I shall look for an artistic pencil
And draw your charming face on the clouds
If love was in traveling alone,Â
I shall sit on the back of the winds
And travel with you into a honey moon

If love was in youthful age alone,  Â
I shall beg the sun to smile still on usÂ
Till ages our skins, our love appraised
If love was in giving alone,
I shall remove the door of my chest
And give you my heart wholeheartedly
If love was in writing alone,
I shall follow the madness of my muse
And write you a poem of endless stanzas
– James T. Abel Adesitimi
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