Cash Onadele

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Ashake Returns - Poem by Cash Onadele

Talk to me, nobody counts aloud the toes of a man with nine,
But my ears have been asleep for long without your words.
Your prolonged absence, resulted in changes to all our lives,
I itch eagerly to listen to your side of the story.
Fill my ears to the brink with verses, cryptic to simple minds,
Who else could understand what we share as our secret?
Tell me anything and I would believe you, for you thrill me,
What is the point if I remain unhappy without your stories?
To listen to the sound of your voice equally excite and delights,
You know the digits to my heart, I await your call.
Dial through today, dial through to stay,
Don’t withhold your tenderness and sweet companionship.
Open up, for it would be a good day indeed,
Like a river transformed to a lake at the bottom of the hill,
Soapy, cleansing and pleasing.
You were missing, now returned to me, kith and kin.

Topic(s) of this poem: love and art

Form: Free Verse

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Written By Cash Onadele © 2015

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 30, 2015

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