Oh No! Poem by Oche Echoda James

facing the green sky on a blue grass
wind reflects like a view glass
as a chic approached from a distance
like one coming to give thanks
so I gazed into her eyes
as I stammmered with many I's
love to see the moonlight on her hair
cos the sunlight reflects my fear
her voice glittered in dark night
as the sun turned off its bright light
felt the pleasure of her hips
blown away by the romance of our lips
over and over, I wanted these
even her touch that paralyzes
scuded on a margic carpet
touched the stars, off the planet
as the mouth thirsted for a kiss
she faded like the breeze
but as all suddenly dimmed
eyes on the rise, it was just a dream