Facebook Love

I am booking my face and you are facing your book, all na Facebook.
They say and they write, 'the first time I saw you, I knew it was you'.
But how can I know it was you, when I have never seen your face physically?

This is Facebook love. Original love is face to face, no be Facebook love wantinti.
So how do you define original love when you can love by the sound of the voice and the words that is written?
So, you say when I see you physically, I can look through your eyes, to see your soul.
Because the eye is the window of the soul.
Only then and then alone, can I tell you, 'from the first time I saw you, I knew it was destiny'.

I am MJ Wordsmith

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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