You are afraid of a flower
She smiled sadly at me
My bosom blossoms for you
My thorns, they prick, I know
But love hurts the lover
And love hurts the loved
And I’m dying, I’m dying for you
Lie down in my grave with me
Let’s be reborn together.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije 
A beautiful poem Aka. I am writing some too. So if you ever get the chance to see, great. Nomzi 🙂
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Thank you, will do!
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Oh Che, you just hit me too hard this morning,
“For love hurts the loved”
That sums up my state of heart right now.
It’s hurts so much the it can only be healed by love.
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