yeah…
hmm… hmm…
joshua… olamide… ajiroba…
for you… my love…
in the quiet of the morning light,
when windows hold the first sun’s glow,
my heart murmurs your name like wind
that moves where only brave hearts go.
oluwaseyifunmi, breath that calms my storm,
a refuge deep beneath the roar,
i find myself laid bare inside
where all my restless nights are yours.
not a flicker but a steady flame,
roots that stretch beneath the rain,
each thought of you—a gentle pull,
drawing out the best remain.
no need to rush the silent vows,
just look and see this quiet fire,
every piece of who i am
stretches out, reaching higher.
ifẹmi...
ifẹmi, my heart calls out your name,
arike mi, you spark the silent flame,
ayọ̀ mi, nothing feels the same,
you’re the pulse beneath the quiet frame.
olafimiran, you walked my way,
a whispered blessing, bold as day,
oluwaseyifunmi, don’t slip away,
hold tight now, let love stay.
blessing—that’s the light you bring,
not just skin, but roots that cling,
omidire, your soul’s a gentle tide
that shapes my every breaking stride.
you call me ademi, softer still,
in moments when the world stands still,
those names you speak, like music stay,
circling where my shadows play.
joshua, yes, that’s the man,
but you see the quiet spans,
olamide, crowned by your grace,
found at last in your warm gaze.
i don’t want love that slips away,
i’m here for nights and all the days,
with storms or calm, through thick and thin,
choosing you again, within.
ifẹmi, my heart calls out your name,
arike mi, you spark the silent flame,
ayọ̀ mi, nothing feels the same,
you’re the pulse beneath the quiet frame.
olafimiran, you walked my way,
a whispered blessing, bold as day,
oluwaseyifunmi, don’t slip away,
hold tight now, let love stay.
i see us tracing winding roads,
hands linked through seasons’ codes,
building more than dreams or plans,
a story framed in subtle hands.
not just for now, or fleeting light,
but decades held in soft night’s bite,
rooted deep in love’s terrain,
growing strong through joy and pain.
choosing good when shadows fall,
finding peace within it all,
not flawless, but ours to claim,
the imperfect fire that’ll never wane.
when the path turns hard and steep,
when silence feels too wide, too deep,
i stand firm, hold you close,
you—the pulse i cherish most.
ifẹmi, hear this steady heart,
you and i, no space to part,
these aren’t just words today,
a vow to keep, come what may.
ajiroba, that’s my call,
but with you, i rise and fall,
turning night to softer ways,
filling up my darkest days.
hmm… hmm…
ademi… ife…
my heart is yours…
oluwaseyifunmi…
