It was a call
To converge at the mall
It was there she stole my virginity
I swear: I fell to her beauty
I so sipped every part of her
Her dark and part so fair
How I wish she be my personal dear-
Gee! She filled my eyes with tears
Which man bred her birth
In such beauty that ceased my breath
Till the sun’s death?
O I confess- She deserves her worth!
At last, I’ve broken my virginity
Yes! Moments after ignoring her beauty
Her sweet beauty so tasty
That saluted by all in our city
Note:
This poetry tells my first visit to the Accra Mall!
The feminine status = Accra mall, Ghana
She stole my virginity = Accra mall tasted my 1st visit
I sipped every part of her = Visited every departed in the mall
She held me on till … = I was there till evening
Oswald George Okaitei
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