I'm thinking of you again
and it feels like infatuation.
When I met you in Mare Street
and we had a conversation,
couldn't have guessed I'd feel like this,
not in my imagination.
But nowadays when you call,
I start to get palpatations.
And the joke is you're Nigerian,
I mean Nigeria of all nations!
But now that I have you met you
ignore the cliched reputations.
But the truth is, our love making,
would create some condensation,
And the softness of your lips,
well I just dream of that sensation.
You see, I like you for different reasons,
I know you're into meditation,
and Aikido martial arts
which prevents all altercation.
I'm proud of your creativity
and of your occupation.
And I could learn a lot from you,
like nutritional information,
and black history, Portuguese,
all manner of education.
You're sensation - al,
and inspiration - al,
and being the sensitive soul that I am,
I know you're patient.
So what I'm about to say,
say with trepidation,
but I reckon that you and I
would make the perfect combination.
Expression of a woman's romantic feelings for a friend