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    I am he, who was brought up before you,but for you
    I am the Prince Charming, the Knight in shining armour but…
    I will not treat you like a princess, “like I was raised by a queen”
    I will treat you like my queen, for I am the king, and you are my dominion to protect.
    Oh, I know that you, like in chess,
    will never let your king get a checkmate by any Jane, Ann or Mary
    Since, you would gladly give up your life for me.

    I am Adam, who saw life complete.
    But when I had my deep sleep
    You became the woman of my dreams
    Yes, the rib that was picked in my dreams
    Didn’t come up as a supplement, rather showed me how complete I could be.
    And when I woke up, you became my world!
    I know you are not perfect, maybe not the best.
    So I won’t call you one in a million

    You are the only one in my garden of love
    So let’s get bound by the serpent you chose to listen to.
    Let your sin ring us together, Eve
    It is you who maketh our home. By rock or by sin, let us nakedly move in.
    Let the fruit clothe us. The apple shall be our pride, and they shall call it Adam’s apple since it gives the Bass for a conversation.
    I know voices could bring forth anything; We both know God formed the world with them.
    So mine shall create not arguments but a woman.
    They will make you temper to all degrees yet still call you beautiful.
    And I will let you be, always
    When you are hot
    I’ll let you be iron
    So you could make straight our crises
    When you are cold
    I’ll let you be the ice-cap
    And I will be the mountain to stand your chin tall
    Then, you will make us the biggest attraction!


    I know, I know…
    A woman is not written in braille
    You don’t have to touch her so as to know her.
    A woman is not scripted in Hollywood
    The directors she’s passed through don’t determine her category
    A woman is not YouTube
    The views don’t determine her quality
    A woman is jealous, ravenous, venomous and much more!
    She is…you are…the feminine part of me


    The one who would let me be
    Be a player!
    She knows every man was born a player
    Or at least believes so.
    And I want to be the very celebrated star
    So let me be Injeera
    Make the most tries ever
    In sweeping you of your feet to touchdown
    So that you may fall right in my arms
    And I will tackle every opposing side
    Let me be Christiano Ronaldo
    Every free kick I get
    I shall dismantle every “keeper” before that net between our eyes
    And let me be Messi
    Make the rain less messy with a trick; A HAT-TRICK

    For I am your cover, girl
    And you are my cover-girl
    I will replace hunger games with dates
    Playing lying games will be lying games
    I want to make you my ball
    Yes, that one that every player will aim at first
    And when you prove unkickable
    Let them say that that woman is making a fool out of you
    Yes, I am in full
    Since my mind is RIGHT
    But I chose with what’s LEFT
    Looked right, left, right again then crossed my heart to you!


    You are my Eve, who came in the eve of my life
    After money attracted females I wanted
    Struggle showed me you, the woman I need
    Through that playing hard to get that I surely thank you for
    I vow to you:
    I will not make you my Main chick
    Not unless you shall brush my Mane, Cheek and beards
    I will make you my side chick though,
    Yes, the lady who is seen every day by my side kissing my cheek
    I will transform you into a prophetess
    For I have a vision for us, that you shall see and foretell
    And you shall see us as one
    Till death do as part
    It is love we’ll impart
    So even when we are chased completely out of Eden of our love


    It is out of love that you will be the sight at my wrist
    My priest at the feast
    One whom I shall not touch by my fist
    For bid and bet, forbidden is the bed
    Till we tie the knot, to try the now not, the forbidden fruit.
    I may lie, but I shall not cheat on you
    You also have the permission to break my legs if you think I’m a cheetah
    Then give me a bed to lie on
    For I promised to be your lion
    I’d roar to the whole world
    With pride till they go wild
    That I miss you like how a dumbass does to a goddamn straight point
    Point it straight, I am your Adam, You are my woman, my Eve!


    © Archangel Ngumi


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    About Archangel Ngumi:

    I am a son of Africa, just turned 20 this month. I have 3 passions;
    God, Art and Mathematics. That bring us down to being a 2nd year
    student at JKUAT pursuing BSc. Actuarial Science, and a poet who also
    is into acting and creative arts. I discovered I could also draw, just
    February this year.

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