Our love is like the harmattan
It comes and goes with seasons
Our love is like the harmattan
It blows and blows then dies
Our love is like the harmattan
Raging for a season and gone the next
Our love is like the harmattan
Fiercest at night, yet quivering at noon
Our love is like the harmattan
Dampened by cold and absence
Our love is like the harmattan
In need of a stimulant to conquer
Our love is like the harmattan
Leaving scars on our tender spots
Our love is like the harmattan
That leaves us high and dry
Toby Nwazor
I want to learn poetry. Who will teach me how to write it? This is really beautiful Chizzy
Chizzy Odilinye
Haha. Tobs since you are a start-up company, can we talk figures?