Under the Port Harcourt Sun: A Love Poem

Beauty is said to be in the eye of the beholder. Yet under the blazing Port Harcourt sun, I was lost in awe of your graceful stride and gentle smile. On a restless Tuesday afternoon, I led you into shade and laughter. You savored crispy chicken and sipped cold soda. Your eyes lit up with every bite, and for a moment the heat did not matter. Those rays did more than burn us. They illuminated my path to you and gave me courage to believe that real affection can bloom even under a draining sun. Let them talk about the weather. I’ll talk about walking hand in hand with my cherished Oluomachi under the sun.

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