How could a guy ever get this lucky?

You aint beautiful; you are picturesque

Your smile isn’t lovely; it’s angelic

Your figure aint great; it’s magical

You aren’t a smart dresser u are voguish

How could a guy ever get this lucky?

Words from your mouth are sweet and tender

Warm and just meant for my eyes

You look at me in an earnest way; a way only you do

A way that makes me feel treasured

How could a guy ever get this lucky?

Your teeth meticulously arranged in your buccal cavity

White enough to light a dark room

Your bust so robust and full of life

Protruding from your upper attire like two ridges facing each other

How could a guy ever get this lucky?

Soft sweet lips; supple and glistening from the lip gloss

Face; smooth and rotund

These make-ups it seems were made just for you

But they aren’t what makes you sparkle; they just punctuate you

How could a guy ever get this lucky?

You don’t have to open your mouth to speak

You don’t have to write it down either

Or even to put it in pictures

Just by being there, I can see it in your eyes

How could a guy ever get this lucky?

I dint choose you

I dint venture out to find you

How do you look for what you don’t know exist?

We met not by chance either; but to write the greatest love story ever

How could a guy ever get this lucky?

I have never been so in sync with somebody else

Neva seen a people more suited for each other

You know what to say, when to say and even how to say it!

You know how to make me smile on the darkest of days

How could a guy ever get this lucky?

On your shoulders my mind is at rest

Not troubled by the hustles and bustles of life

Not yearning, not hoping not needing anything

Stopping time and breathing is all I purpose then

How could a guy ever get this lucky?

Thanks for accepting me with all my faults

Each day though I strive to be a better man for you

To trim my excesses and meliorate my strengths

To be ideal for you

How could a guy ever get this lucky?

You are the perfect verse of a tight beat

A great discovery I just made

A lottery I just won

A piece of gem I came by

How could a guy ever get this lucky?

Robert Aseda

(My poems)

oukoaseda@gmail.com

Kenyatta University