Nostalgia Poem by Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson

Clad in the puds of your beauty-
I yearn for a glimpse of your face
Like the trees waiting the days of fertility;
When my lonely heart to yours you shall brace.

Humbled by my thirst as of a child in want,
The imagination of your comeliness leaves me wondering:
That like the mad man on the street I rant-
Leaving the world in the state of pondering.

Indomitable the strength of your sensational will;
Who can beat such fancy?
Yet the complexity of your awesomeness so simply fill,
That I’m left to walk the ecstasy.

Obvious the desires of my heart for you.
To hold you to my bosom with kisses of passion-
While I chant you hums of the morning dew-
Immersed in running springs of emotion.

Melodious those ballads of admiration to chant;
Feeling the fervidness of your embellished fascination,
While through the rhythm of your gorgeous guise I pant
With unspoken words of admiration.

And to rest fervidly unto your embrace my desire,
Feeling those pats of fervor;
With the flames of your love like a blazing fire…
Burning with unalterable countenance of ardor.

<A SPECIAL DEDICATION TO A TRUE FRIEND; CHIOMA FLORENCE EKE. LOVE YOU>