Romancism ' BELIEVE ME (Dedicated to Prince Winsala Gbotemi )

My circles and hoops has been torn years over dekads,
my sorrows have bunked their cophinus,
depression took me to gods of Bhalval thrall,
until you came a cropper.
Over hill,over dale,
I saw your warm jacket
on Mount Grooke,
awaiting the arctic of my dangerous climbs of eros love,
Ayomide...It was and is you you you,
when I turn paginas your name is the title,
arguments rust my poetic lines,
I love you, I am yours !!!
I may write with thousands
but my Sodom is your bed only,
your bed is my home,
C'mon Winsala Gbotemi,
believe me or I reel in collapsing tears,
take jealous Othello out of your rose,
I am ineluctably yours.
Not just poetry,it is a song of my willing heart.
I road mapped a sonnet
but your angellic chants took me over it.

Ajakaye Rashidat Olamidayo.

The poet personae persuades her love one to trust her,telling him the changes he has made in her depressing life,she promises to stand by him at the craziest rail of change.