Late Night Call Poem by Michael Eziudo

Hello? Oh? It's you that answered!
But it's not she I want to call that answered
It's you, but no, it's her of my heart is in need

Call her for me
Tell her to grab the handle to say hello to me
Let that honey coated voice I hear next her it be
Let her mention of her lips the name we are used to calling we
Let her as always make fund of my baldhead that her style of speech tickles me
Oh, how pleasant her voice that pulls me above every stormy sea

Let me speak with Vivian biko, let me do
Let me tell her how slow the rate of my heartbeat has grown since she has not called me her boo
Let me tell her how my world and efforts would be finally crowned the day we will both say I do
And how the home will be full of joy when our children in their toddler will cry baabaa, coocoo poopooo
Oh, please let me let her know how I see our love as pure and true

Please let me speak to Orjiugo, biko
I want to tell her that since the last time we chatted about that gusto
The one we both need to seer through every limbo
That I have not been able to tell her of my success from the burrow

Let me talk with my Baby
That calls me my friend, 'Ore mi'
And I in her loved style call her my own, 'T'emi'
And we blush at the teasing we give to each other so lovely
How much treatment and remedy we get, oh, so lovely

Tell her to pick up the phone
To get her to speak to me can ease my tension
The heart I hold so dear is hers and I know non else but this one
Tell her many fish swim the waters, yes, many birds in the sky but appeasing my pleasure is she alone

Has she slept or has she gone to eat?
Bathing or reading or writing or am I late?
No, get her to hear my voice, hear it she must
It's the ointment she needs for a sleep in a cold night
I wait dear call receiver, I wait

Oh honey is that you?
Just say hello and let me feel my world anew
My heart is frozen pale since I thought you knew
But I'm here now and you're here our love refreshed like they're touched by mountain dew
I wonder how I'd I've laid on that bed tonight without a hello from you
I can now sleep amicably with an empty heart filled with a thought of you