My Goddess Poem by Anas Ibraheem

With no expectation
comes my expectation.

She's like water;
Running down my heated body.

Her smile drags me
To intoxication.

Her eyes speak
To my heart.

Her voice seduces my soul
to concur to the desires of heart.

Her beauty takes me,
Down the alter.

I vow
to take the vow;

"For better for worse? "
And yes! I do.

She's a flower;
None but a Rose.

How do I express how I feel?
When the sight of her
Keeps me mum.

Trapped in your love,
I'm at your mercy.

Like a rat
In a glue trap.

I would say it to the world,
Sandra is my goddess!

And only thee is worthy
Of my praise.

#BlackPoet