CHristmas from AfricA-to dark angels

When u awake to the dryness of the cold winds ,blowing and carrying dusts of my love…
Don’t shot the windows of your heart..
These winds carry my heart felt desires and wishes for you and I…
Beyond the green …the red..and the white ribbons of christmas giftS…
Beyond the memories of the short but intensely passionate times we shared from the rainy times to the harmattan
Beyond what the words of this piece of poetry holds…
Beyond the breathes that keep me warm and alive for you and friends..
Because we are friends not foes
Hugs not kisses
I crave every detail of your amiable person..
I pray my santa clause grant you unto me..a gift in gold and diamond laces..
May the year ahead be even better for us
white roses ;white doves..
copy righted-pinkjohn

EJOHN’s thoughts..


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