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There goes my friend, Who winds round my heart like a thread. With smiles so beautiful to rule, Bounding both hearts without glue. Though I own no clock to prowl, Nor a cock to crow, The whispers of thy breath, serves a wake up call. But in thy absence, the day shines so dull. If only nature would permit, That I humbly remit, The flowers I would redden like thy lips, As they blossom so pretty like thy hips. And if the rains yearn to be flavoursome, The sweats from thy back has won. If the stars desire a colour, Your best the skies would honour. If thou were a boy, Mandarin I will call, But a girl that you are, Tangerine my lips fall. Pretty please play forever in my head, Cause for your sake, men define a friend.     About the Writer: Dhaureyz is currently a student of mass communication in Abia State University (ABSU),an avid reader, poet and Writer about anything and everything. follow on Instagram @dhaureyzukaonu, on twitter @dhaureyz, add on facebook with ‘Dhaureyz Ukaonu  

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This article was first published on 19th November 2015

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