Courting Her Poem by Goodness Tchibueze

Having denuded you in my innermost eyes,
I have toured and explored your state:
The thickness of your feminine territory
Would topple the sovereignity of man
And ruin to slum his Peacock-estate;
In all i hold your backbone in awe.
Let me tear the veil of your maidenhood
Through a pleasurable, passionate bout
Now that heaven's fieryball is dying
And cannot drain the tonic of our age;
Neither burn nor char our colourfulness.
I would give a gift of many decades
Which among men and beasts is rare:
All to your beauty you could keep my name.
Let not the knight of three swords
All my efforts tear to rags
Nor into the earth ants drag
All my advances.The fruits of our affair
Would be ours to keep and relish.
Oft i had stood and watched you bend,
And i had gazed at the fruits of your chest
Hence let me march your feet to the priest
Who would with God's signet proclaim
Us whole; let the petals of roses
Shower on us amid cheer and ovation.
In season and out of season
My love would stretch wide your lips
And dim your eyes in pleasantness;
Though houseflies murmur my mind,
And mosquitoes carry to the ears of all walls
The doings of my heart; i would spread
My love on the hanger of God
Where termites would never eat it with their axe
Or with clay conceal it.The world
Would be ours to run, and nature's fierce
Practices we would drive to the footlesspit.
Let me tear the veil of your maidenhood
And cram your pillow with the matters
Of heaven, and make your bed
With the sweet-smelling flowers of the earth
Now that heaven's garment is clean
And the earth blossoms in her green.
Let us now lay for the passionate bout
Not when the serpent's toxin would gush
Into the salty sea of our desires
And finish our frisking fish.