To love a poet

As beautiful as sunflower
Like pie, i can’t wait to devour
Your very scent takes all my breath
Let me undress you, and cloth you
with all my love that is so new
Kiss you to sleep, raise you from death
Bury my arms around your waist
To love a me can’t be a waste
I’m a poet, i know Macbeth.

Victor Oyedele