I looked up and smiled
and he smiled back almost instantly which made my smile grow even bigger ,
what is this feeling that makes him
happy when I’m happy?
what Is this emotion that makes me excited when he is excited?
what is this thing that makes us cry together and laugh together?
is it love?
I know love,
I’ve felt the love of family and friends and those more than friends
it certainly wasn’t this,
this is different, this is an enthralling, dominating, all consuming feeling.
No it certainly isn’t love,
it’s more than that,
it’s a feeling not meant to be compressed and restricted by language, its a feeling I never want to go away.
By Eva Eke-Metoho
Poetry with Eva 