Babatunde Idowu Ebenezer


The Starry Dreamy Night


Infinitely stretch outside
the fields of green
Stalks of corn gloriously
praising the creator.
With the breeze comes a
feeling so serene.
In the distance, growling like
thunder the voice of the
curator.
Oh, starry night stay here for
eternity.
I can feel the wet spot you
left on my lips
Oh, dreamy dawn give not
sunrise a paternity.
For each your single breath
on my neck my heart leaps.
Oh, I can feel the
illumination of my singing
heart.
How wish I to cut through the
realm with steel
And alternate between this
sizzling planet and planet
earth,
So that when I see you again
I shall be still.
Listen, starry dreamy night
don't you go away.
Oh, sexton of reality just
halt and wait aday.

Submitted: Saturday, February 09, 2013

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