My soulmate
Walking in the Kigali city
Feeling like I'm in a party
Thinking how she's pretty
I have her and she has me
She's really the all-of-me
I like it when she touches me
I love it when she looks at me
She's the savior of my soul
Pleasing her is my goal
Touch her if u wanna hear my roar
I can write till late
But I can't explain my soulmate
She's a girl none can hate
She's the destiny of my fate
Dom Peterson Kubwayo
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