TANGO

Tutu’s poem of love.

“Love is sweet” they said but “it takes two” they always forget to add. Here I am giving you something from my subconscious, a little different from the usual. I put together a few things that love might be and might not be. An unavoidable realism that love takes two just as it takes two to tango. And when one goes, the dance goes south! I hope you enjoy this piece from me.

Yours, Tutu.

Love takes two to tango 

But it takes two to know

You can watch yourselves go

Instead of holding back to grow

You have to drop yourself and drop your ego 

Love is unofficial you don’t need a tuxedo

With the one you love, you’ll have a high libido

It’ll have you acting like you are a dodo

Running after each other like you are on mojo

Just like the sound that comes from a piccolo

Their love will surround you and play like stereo

Love can be dynamic it’s not a photo 

With love, everyday is not going to be disco

Some days it’ll be macro, some days it’ll be micro

But most days it will have you feeling like you won a lotto

Because you have found someone more than an amigo

Watch what you say to the one you love don’t be a radio

Because words you say can damage the heart and soul 

So before you shoot, be sure of your arrow and bow

Words are like eggs, once said it can’t be withhold 

You don’t have to argue to be the hero

Love is not martial art, it’s not taekwondo 

Love to you might feel as though 

Everything  you reap you did sow

But love doesn’t even come with an embargo

When you love, you love in solo

and it won’t matter even if anyone calls you a dumbo

Definitely a lot of things you’ll have to forgo

You’ll drop your old self and won’t be a gigolo

You don’t have to be perfect, love is no video 

But love shares a lot of similarities with a canoe

You need to balance the paddle and row

And this takes two if you must know

Consider everything you are and weigh each scenario

You care for yourself and your partner also

Don’t do things that will take you from hundred to zero

Put you and your other and always draft a ratio

Just as it’s impossible to clean vitiligo

Letting your person go can cause you a tornado 

One that will have you feeling like a potato

Except the person is an inferno

and you have confirmed that their love is pseudo

Hold on to the one you love like a piano 

Because when they leave it’s a goodbye with no hello

To avoid a love that ends in torso

That will leave you feeling like you were just a cameo

In a commitment that takes two to tango

I hope you enjoyed this piece, till next week. Remember I love you and it takes the two of us to make it work. I think, write and send, You like, comment and share. ❤️