This is a tale of two who caught more than a flue, were close like glue and felt like the morning dew where the roses grew. I wish everyone would agree that what we knew wasn't what it seemed to be, so I'll tell you a story that's true and show you the picture they drew with a piece of poetry in a flow of artistry.
Abi was a gentle guy and Abeg was a simple girl, two lovely souls from different realms that had never met but destiny was set to get them a date. As nature took course, many people would approach and preach their desire for Abeg's fire because she was such a sweet soul with a refreshing spirit that they thought was weak, but even after weeks none got a chance to break the ice since fate had frozen the gate to her prize. She was caring and affectionate like a dove so passionate about leaving joy and glory in every heart she came across, she sounded like a song and always got along, also had a big heart that could never leave you hurt. If a poem was to describe her it'd sing like this,
Pretty girl with a sweet dimple
And a style so neat and simple
Eyes are bright enough to entice
Her smile could put you on ice
A lovely mellow and nice voice
Skin complexion quite seamless
A figure that's right and flawless
With a mind as soulfully priceless
Her composure is greatly attractive
Truly cares and is really interactive
Every other day she'll be supportive,
She's a beauty from the pearl's center
Could easily be the best of her gender.
Abi was so gentle very precise and ample, his school of thought was lethal as he had a mind of an engineer but a heart of great cheer, he was always cool calm and nice like a prince on the streets with a purpose to be free. He's a unique guy with a groove so fly that with every step he'd take the runways would quake, if the ground were to write this is what I'd read,
A guy that brightens the day
Does his things in a cool way
His presence will take you away
To a place as breezy as the bay
He is smart and great with taste
He'd highly excel if life was a test
Very intellectual and introspective
Quite a clever guy with perspective
The way he'd have his words said
Could be a reason music is played
He's that scene in all good movies
Shot in slow motion and great vibes
Like the finest of all expensive wines
He's from grapes of the freshest vines.
Abi was effortlessly great at making friends as much as Abeg was, they were like two in the same and as a mutual friend it was easy to tell. So one fateful day Ire, Abi, Hill, Abeg and I played a game of truth and dare and the truth was this was that day they dared to connect. So in a few they clicked like a mouse and as a monitor I had to enter the data for fate's processor. They walked together, talked forever, laughed louder, hugged tighter, grew fonder, smiled broader, reasoned together, understood eachother, trusted deeper, the bond got stronger and as they got closer the world got keener to judge their intentions as their relation had shaken the nation but what my brain could grip onto was this,
This is spicy from the tip
Taste abit and take a dip,
It takes two to sail a ship
Hold the rail n' have a trip
To just trust the train's grip
So you'll gain and never slip
Link every chain n' never skip
Forget the pain start a new clip
Let go of fear and fall in as deep
Into something sweeter than sleep
Trust the stairs to guide your step
Shift into gears stronger than Jeep
To take a real journey into affection,
To feel that lovely bond of connection
And be caught in clouds of convention
While you soar on the wings of intuition.
So if Abi & Abeg have set an impression
Know that it's a new chapter's introduction
Which we truly adore with secret dedication,
I believe it's a picture made of sweet devotion
That I hope to one day achieve in such emotion.
I too was curious and abit jealous of what they had that not many find and to be very clear the two were in love though not the sexual kind but if love had a face, it would definitely be theirs. She smiled alot, he cared more, she knew him as much as he knew her for sure. She always looked like strawberries as he brought that summer evening breeze which got them watermelon sugar high with loveliness in the air and gorgeousness with a flair. When they would sit on that bench right next to the pitch the sun would write in the sky for the clouds to recite from up high;
Skies have the comfort of clouds
Seas have that beauty of aquatics
But even if the space between is afar
They do compliment each other by far
Both at sight share the colour of blue
In the light both have wonders to view
At night they swiftly go dark and breezy
And to simply see them together is easy
On land at a distance they seem too close
But when you go closer the bond gets lost
So if you look from far, to misjudge is false
Don't conclude that a cloth could be a ghost
Because what you believe may be a choice
What the world perceives is not what I see
It's just love and loyalty of friends that agree.
A countable few days of knowing each other proved that it doesn't take time to trust one another but it takes an available heart to treasure the other and love your neighbour as you love yourself while you forget what the people say. But before we dive in, believe me this is a story that you'd love to live in and a fantastic tale of grace that excelled...
This is so mind-blowing 🤭 and lovely. The end rhyme creates such a natural flow depriving it of it's being a tale but a dare...
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