Me, Myself And I Poem by Joseph Sakyiamah

‎Open my curtains,
‎Certainly you would smile in the sunshine,
‎Like the morning,
‎I promise, you would see me as the sky,
‎Beautiful like a diamond,
‎You will sparkle like a rainbow,
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‎If you would squeeze both hands,
‎I would come as sweet juice,
‎Here, as yawning would awaken you,
‎Like dust, would I fly in your air,
‎Gentle as the air, as mountains climb us,
‎It would rain us, forever as clouds become darker.