Silver or gold, I have not
But a piece of my heart
I give to you
Through the movement of my hands
With the help of the the internet
That first encounter was meaningless
Yet, very meaningful
That first picture did not stick
But the same picture now engraved in my heart
Making my heart leap for joy always
It was meant to be one of those meetings
But turned out to be special meeting
Filled with ups and downs, then downs and ups
It was meant to be one of those meetings
But turned out to be a meeting with an Angel
Though this Angel is with a piece of my heart
I hope she can keep it well
So I won't be able to take it back
'Cos in keeping it, though painful
Is where my satisfaction is, telling me that I'm still with the Angel.
Dedicated to Damilola Owolabi, my very good friend who has shown to me that the best way to keep a friend is being sincere at all times, no matter how truthful it will be. Like I always tell you, I love you so much and will always do.
July 25, 2008
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