My Love, Your Love, Our Love.


My-love

Hello darling, how are you doing?

My name is Feranmi and I am here today

To make you smile, or maybe cry

To make sure that in the end, none of these two leave you sad


I do not know what definition it is you have in mind of love

Love is beautiful, love is colourful, love is wonderful, love is sweet

Love is patient, love is caring, love is enduring

Love is everything


And I am not here to tell you 

That love is not all these things

I want to rather make you know that 

Love is and can be more than all these things


I want to tell you about a kind of love

Whose quality the world cannot exhaust

I want to tell you about a kind of love

That stays when even your shadow leaves in the dark


I want to tell you about a kind of love

That differs from all the meanings you have of this word

A kind of love that sticks with you not because of the things you have

But rather the things you lack


I want to tell you about a kind of love that is more

Than just a concept; for love is more than a concept, more than a feeling 

Love is a person, a blessing in one single person

Love is the one priceless sacrifice that restored the ailing relationship of men with God


The Man Christ, who loved us so carelessly 

That he gave up not just His glory but also His life

For us while we were still stinking scoundrels

He is Love, my love, your love, our love


© The Feranmi Oyedele

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