Look into my eyes and define what I cannot give you.

Is it LOVE?

Then what’s my point of exitence here?

Besides that I hunt for you daily in all corners like job vacancy.

I am restless, I check at you every hour you are my notice board.

You are the water I cannot live without in maternity ward.

I am in need of you like that first milk colostrum to a baby.

Give me answers don’t give me logic.

I am not that great in thinking like Aristotle but a writer

I can only write a story of our love from the beginning with sweet end.

If you say men are players then I am the referee.

I can blow the whistle when there is a fowl in our love.

Your presence gives me tense and hot…are we in a presentation room?

Every word and sentence I want to speak I have to pick with caution.

I wish there was a projector so you can understand.

All pictures that move in my head when I think about you.

Give me 2 hours like a lecture I promise I will make a different.

For one hour is not even enough to say all flatter.

You are like Shoprite I can’t just walk for 2 minutes the am done shopping.

There is a lot on your display I need to take my time to admire.

This is 21^st Century I can’t compare you to a cup of tea.

Bae you are my refrigerator I like you coz you so cool inside and you behave.

 You are nothing but my I phone x men try to snatch you away from me.

My HD plasma screen you have such good display I cannot hide to the world.

When you turn around I no longer see small letter ‘b’ but capital letter ‘B’.

Do I really need to mention that you are my headset?

Your love I hear it alone in my ears.

I am your roll on I can touch your arm pits and make you laugh.

Red, pink or black I am your lipstick I touch your lips whenever.

My MP3 player… you sing me all those sweet songs I love to hear.

You are my perfume coz you are always with me every time I put you on.

We have secrets but I don’t need to worry, you are capable of keeping them safe you are my flash disc.

Allow me to continue even though the list is a bit long.

My wrist watch I check at you every now and then for time.

My chocolate you love is so sweet be the beginning, the middle and the end.

When I call you my filling station don’t be mistaken this love time.

You fill in extra ordinary love in my heart twenty four seven.

If I was a DJ I can say you are my mixer and my amplifier….

You mingle love with fun and surprises and later on you take it higher.

The fun in you is enough for me to call you entertainment centre.

I no longer stress… with you is enjoyment till break of dawn.

Do I need to scroll down the page and mention that you are my flashlight I don’t need to hide?

My babe my USB cable, you transfer important data of love from your heart to my heart.

And sometimes we use SHAREIT and stay connected even when you are at the kitchen.

Besides having beautiful looks outside….I noticed you are my android full of love applications.

Kissing app, hugging app, charting app, surprising app, just to mention a few.

The world has to know that I am using tangible things to describe you.

I was not born in 70s, 80s so I can’t use proverbs I will lie.

I rather say you are my microphone every time I pull you closer to my mouth for a kiss.

Later on I can take you out without fear since you are my Mercedes Benz.

You are my piano everywhere I touch you… you make sweet tone.

My electrical kettle you boil morning talk so I don’t feel cold.

Nothing is at a distance you bring it closer like an extension.

You keep my body straight and neat like an Iron to clothes.

And for most you never get tired of holding me you are my TV stand.

I miss you now and I will talk you later.

This is 21 century love letter going out to you.