Morning to you,
love and affection; 
in all times and seasons,
spillage of feelings, yet not sufficient,
for this love is immortal, it is Awelewa.

Love is truly amazing,
patience, test becomes best of love.
Love is truly sweet,
perseverance, to taste its sweetness;
love is a healer,
takes unwavering loyalty; 
to be healed by love.
Please persevere and;
understand my short comings
love will heal us at last... 

Love is imperfect,
imperfect because of expectations,
when anger vanishes and truth sets in...
then love becomes perfect!
Accept me for who I am, 
I'm never like anyone you've met, 
never like who you have seen or read;
I am  ME!

A chosen spokesman of my ancestors... Love me,
and love my ancestors,
they are blessed by the cosmos,
love me,
and love my destiny which is great,
love me
and love yourself, 
You, who is my rib and flesh...
To the sacrificial bond of love!!!


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