An Epistle Poem by Ayo Sogunro
An Epistle
Yesternight,
I woke up in the dark
Thinking,
A sober mien on my visage
And
My voiceless thoughts
Spiralled and twirled
All around you
And
I wished you were here
By me,
You, my divine sin,
My saving fault
I pulled the coverlet
Around me and saw you
Glimmering in silk and satin
The rainbow, woven in your hair
And your graceful smile
Lulled me
Back into a peaceful
Fantasy.
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5/9/2024 9:50:56 AM # 1.0.0.1119
i like this, your choice of words are yummy: -D