Invitation Poem by Echezonachukwu Nduka
Invitation
there is a pathway between
your breasts that leads somewhere;
wherever it leads must be heavens-gate
or somewhere close to paradise.
let me walk those paths and leave traces
of scents that will sing to your soul
of poems that will not perish in penury
of footprints as fences and fenestrae.
there is a season in your eyes
that calls for a holiday.
invite me.
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