• last year
His Face

Strolling through the city's pulsing heart,
I searched for the one who'd capture mine.
Among the crowd, his face shone bright,
A radiant beacon, elegantly designed.
His smile, a gentle breeze on a summer's day,
Alluring, leaving my heart in disarray.


The bells rang softly, a melodic hue,
My heartbeat echoed, a love-struck refrain.
Tingling sensations danced beneath my skin,
As he strolled by, his smile locking eyes with mine.
But alas, he passed, and my heart skipped a beat,
Leaving me breathless, lost in his fleeting gaze.


Who is this captivating soul, blessed
With divine craftsmanship, a heavenly design?
His face, a masterpiece, chiseled with care,
And a figure that echoes perfection's line.\n\nBarakat Abolade

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Transcript
00:00His face
00:01Strolling through the city's pulsing heart
00:04I searched for the one who'd capture mine
00:07Among the crowd, his face shone bright
00:10A radiant beacon, elegantly designed
00:13His smile, a gentle breeze on a summer's day
00:17Alluring, leaving my heart in disarray
00:20The bells rang softly, a melodic hue
00:24My heartbeat echoed, a love-struck refrain
00:27Tingling sensations danced beneath my skin
00:31As he strolled by, his smile locking eyes with mine
00:35But alas, he passed, and my heart skipped a beat
00:39Leaving me breathless, lost in his fleeting gaze
00:43Who is this captivating soul, blessed
00:46With divine craftsmanship, a heavenly design?
00:50His face, a masterpiece, chiseled with care
00:54And a figure that echoes perfection's line