A Plea To A Summer Soul - Poem by Melanie Emikohe
Your face is daylight's offer,
blows flame to weary souls
frozen by forlorn sleeps.
A contagious smile cheers,
such a crispy laughter
keeps a sick man from clod.
If only, we can be together
for a thousand dreams or more
because in this arctic sheet,
I dread to sleep a sad sleep.
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