Issues Of The Heart Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

ISSUES OF THE HEART

For Grace Mike.

Do you remember, Grace?
Do you remember our first kiss on the altar of love?
You wrapped me in your arms and wetted my lips
with innocent sensational emotions.
The fragment of your moans and groans rest
here in my heart, I remember that pretty face always!
You are still the star, I am the moon,
you are the nightingale, I am a singer of passion.
The pages of my joy are the chapters of your
embraces orbiting the merrying earth.
In you I found comfort and harmony;
breastful harmony which no one can give.
Feeding through your words, I found the me in me!
Do you remember our first cracking romance?
How your sweaty tongue sparkled with mine?
Do you know how I sing of your names among
the birds and lilies of the clamouring field?
You are my coy mistress, my deity!
You are my tomorrow, a homemaker, a playmaker!
Tell Shakespeare I have found a lover better than Juliet,
Jack was never a good lover to Rose like me to you!
When the grasses of the forest shall wave,
it shall be for your praises and honour.
Unprintable names shall not be the lines
drawn on your glories palms for men to see.
Do you remember that we never watch our
nakedness with an empty eyes?
Not even the milky instinct of a warrior
have witnessed the prowess in your womanhood.
I will run a thousand miles for you,
I will sit on thorns to worship you,
thousand roses have I kept at the seaside
watching tomorrow with an Eagle's eyes
that the Butterflies shall fly out from your eyes
and give me more reasons to see the
issues of affections tabled In our heart.
Hunger never die, so do you down my stomach.
Tune in to the frequency of your heart and hear me speak.

©John Chizoba Vincent