My Omo Tosan Poem by Drk Poet

the love of my dreams
the lady that transcends my needs
as flowers laid quieten in my wind
she wade silently through my thoughts

she unseats my pleads
redecorates my streets
indicts my steps
loose guards my breath

My omo tosan
my Yoruba ethnicity
a proud uniformity conforming
unequivocally to my love advances
with some unseen obscurity

She got me re inculcating,
re adjusting into her elusive
divinity, she's explicable
unarguably delectable

I don't have plans on eating
her up, I have plans of kissing
her soft, her tone so adorable
her breath unmistakeable

I don't recall the last time
I inhaled a breath so divine
and sweetness so allure
I believed I was in heaven
all the same

the girl of my fanstasy
the woman of my manhood
the mother of my unborn kids

My omo tosan
my Yoruba divinity
her aswebi varieties
her soup contingencies
our wed in coming unbelieveable

she the magenta in my mind
roused through my heart
the inner conviction set in
my soul

I do adore her
I do need her
and I will find her

this is my search

My omo tosan

Drk Poet ~}