I Do Not Want To Love You But I Love You Poem by Victor Ogoti

I know that you are my air
Ah my love, its so full of life,
It’s so full of fragrance
But what if Azrael
In her seismic magic flair,
Caged you in her airtight zipper,
Away from my glare?

It feels good my love that
You are the heart of my veins
My blood flows with gusto
Each day towards you
And every sound of a pulse
Beats just for you

But what if,
In the wee hours of the sentinels’ sleeps
The thievery god Hermes creeps
Into the confines of our abode
And hides you into Eldorado?

I love it when I’m riding on your wings
Over the skies of Zeus and Ulysses
Hovering in Versailles and the kingdom of fire
oh let me moan this in joy and pleasure
this beautiful view this explicit sweetness

But my love,
In the hollowness of my soul
Are ounces and ounces of fear
What if in weight you tire
And I slid off your grasp,
into the kingdom of fire?

In the emptiness of my soul
In the darkest tinge of my brain
I do not want to love you my love
And yet with unfathomable fondness
I know I love you with my all