A Lover's Vow Poem by Victor OKechukwu

Count my breath that I'll ever blow or draw,

My longing for you is truly much more;

For nanoseconds that shall ever count,

My thirst for you is about that amount;

Because since when you promised to be true,

Nothing delights me like the thought of you;

So come shine or come rain or what so may,

I will keep loving you, my dear Bekée;

And as solid remains what God ordained,

So my love for you, I know, cannot fade.