Christian Tobechukwu Okafor (September 4,1987 / Nnewi, Anambra State, Nigeria.)
Letter To My Rose (Part B)
Pulses mercilessly racing;
The feelings my breath so cuffing;
Butterflies inside me giving;
Bliss my destined freedom making.
Even if seven walls afar,
Still I will find you my sole star.
If only you would read my heart,
I would tumble all round your heart.
Oh, your hair's breezing! Oh, your eyes' curving!
Oh, your nose sloping! Oh, your lips' moulding!
Oh, your chin's pointing! Oh, your neck's propping!
Oh, your hands' melting! Oh, your legs' tow'ring!
All light up the sole star inside me;
Their haloes so love-drunk making me,
Filling up the gaping hole in me;
Bubbling the singing birds inside me.
Just let me your dear hand;
Firmly by my side stand;
Believe in my love and
Our love be like the sand.
Make me feel really real with your kisses;
Eagle me; cuff my soul in your kisses
'Cause magical are your lovely kisses.
Thus, I can't drink enough of your kisses.
Your love, like vinegar, gets me dying;
My very walls of defense tumbling;
Yet, helpless me to stop its gulping
But feeling cool in the self-murd'ring.
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