Songs Of Love Poem by Olorode Olorunleke

How can i make the sound of love in the ears of the one that's saying no?
Yet the music I have for her is not in an empty tin.
Making me to remember our saying 'empty barrels make the loudest of noise'.
This our ladies do fall prey to in victims of fraudsters of love.
My song is couch from that of Solomon and in line with our modern lives.
In simple tones to make my sound of music in your ears olive.
Not only to aim at digging into your ears but to build a mansion in your heart.
Mine will be more than Romeo's in appraisal of not just of beauty but in birth of the child in you towards me.
That which our men in bad faith murder in achieving their aims into the middle of the thigh.
Promise is not laid in my mouth to build the presidential Vila for you but I will build a pipe organ to daily play my sounds of music in your heart.
Sorry, my altar of music will be nurture in your heart daily to make us the best friends even in storms.
Olive do give me the chance to make this be fulfill now and as we grow in age.
Before we lay low under the soil that all will be given to its owner.
Let's discard the noise makers and maker that waste our destiny in deceit of love.
Tell me the yes and I will sing the songs of Solomon in your ears that it will make us better friends.
Kindly save me from this daily hunt for love and disapproval.