It’s all you

It’s all you
My love, my joy, my peace
It’s all you
My fears, my insecurities, my valleys
It’s all you
Your smile, your wit, your gift
It’s all you
Your tears, your failings, your drift
It’s all you
My victories, my glories, my duty
It’s all you
Your memories, your stories, your beauty
It’s all you

I love you

Freestyle poetry, for you, my truth.

– Osasu Oviawe

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