A LETTER TO MY LOVE BY AKEEM SOLIU ENIOLA

Permit me to scribble those words that stop my eyes from going to dream land. I've been quietly forming the best words before now to mark this day of so called Valentine.

You'll open your screen this morning and be shocked. It's been your love all the way. That seeds of words which your confidence planted in me, births this note of dew to wet your parched heart.

My throat patches, so I want your name be the satiable water. Do you know I don't celebrate Valentine's day? I really don't. And I will not. I love you everyday, not once in a year.

I set my love from the pure land of sincerity. In fact, the ray of it reflects on your heart. I may not be sending you flower, but my words while leading a way to your heart, should form the visible shape of truth. 

That guy, who comes forth at dawn with load of beautiful flowers but ugly within. I know he wants to gain the bow of your heart. Will you at first screen the nakedness and the sole heart of the present? I know this trick is from the pit of hell.

They say you'll outsmart me, but I listen to your words. Have I ever told you that I want your love not the present on Valentine's day? That love which won't lie, that won't excercise brokenness on my heart.

Remember I call you shoulder I lean on, my sheltering roof, a road that leads to my incoming generation. Do you come from the world of beauty? This is because the beauty I'm reading on your face isn't any way stoop so low to any other kinds. Maybe you're the goddess of beauty that first exists in the memoir of a poet. It sweetens my smile and soothes me

They say you'll go unannounced; you'll go from my world. But should I remind them? Your words, I take to my heart. You've affirmed to forever love me.

I guess, they want me to be tired of loving you. But I won't. I don't have the plan.

I love you everyday that's the strength of faithful man. I want to repute that you have a surprise not tagged with the celebration of Valentine for me.

Can this love live to the time budgeted?

Will depreciation not sneak in?

This is but to tell you I remember you always not once in a year.

AKEEM SOLIU ENIOLA

 (TALKING PEN✍️).