I thought I'd post this poem and try to get constructive feedback ;)

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To Know Her

She is who I see and all that I see.
Every dakika with her is a dakika to know her.
What does she like? What makes her angry?
What makes her laugh like no other?

I watch her songesha and learn her moods.
Her needs, I read like a book unbound.
I study her eyes as they speak to me
When words aren’t enough, when they can’t be found.

Her joy is mine, her emotions songesha me.
To be what she wants is no arduous task.
To protect her and know her – that’s what I do
So I find it amusing when she would ask:

“How is it that wewe know me so well?
Sometimes it seems wewe can read my mind.”
“Nah,” I smile. “I just pay attention.”
I become what she wants and needs, kwa design.