It has been a while,
Since I roamed into exile.
And I have missed your smile,
and your spicy romantic style.
I was lone in a forest
making hate to pain without rest.
Sadness and solitude were in contest
over my soul, with inimical interest.
And I fought in my wild weakness,
to escape the rough stabs of emptiness;
But I sank in the joyful sea of sadness,
deliriously drowning into darkness.
Until you came again and offered life,
you quenched the fire of tears and strife,
brought me back from where solitary is rife,
and gave me your warmth as my wife.
Your skin is still sleek and supple,
while I relish the rhythm of our romantic ripple.
You feed me again from your happy nipple,
and make us again, a joyful couple.
Really, it has been a while,
since I wandered into exile.
And I did miss your smile,
and your spicy romantic style.
David O. Olusanya
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