'Balm My Blister'D Heart With Your Gilead Kiss Poem by Chibueze Oscar Osuji

'Balm My Blister'D Heart With Your Gilead Kiss



'Balm my blister'd heart with your Gilead kiss
Spikenard maiden of my barbarian dream,
Render my b'numb mind in a philia-bliss
Petite maid, with love of a weaver's beam!

Hear the soprano of your love tolling
My name into your fortified embrace;
Old foes are murm'ring, eyeballs are rolling
Three-Sixty Degrees to review my face.

Of th' rarest love, the rarest platinum
You are rank'd and pric'd to the highest bid
What can a wretch as I, save per annum
To compare with sons of Midas, amid.

'Tis certain, gold bullions for your bride price
This our love is shortliv'd, a game of dice.

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