When memories cry

When memories fade and die

I’m going to grow old

My passion, my fiery passion

My flaming lust is going to grow cold

But my heart will always flow with molten, love lava

In your name this lava flows through my veins

My heart beats for you

My heart will never cease to beat your name

When I lose my charm and my glamour

When I lose my physique and my game

When I’m old and wrinkly

When I cannot look myself in the mirror

I’ll still stare at you

When memories fade, when I forget the days of the week

And the months of the year

When I mix names, and faces

The memory of you will always shine bright and clear

For your image has been engraved to my memory

I will never forget your radiance and beauty

I will die happy with the image of your sweet smile on my mind

And love on my lips and in my heart your sweet kiss remains.

~ Princess Asha Okojie
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