Our First Meeting Poem by Babalola Jubril

The sky is very black,
Its shadow covers the earth,
Our heart is colliding,
That the ink of the pen is flowing badly,
My heart shrinks
It melted into water like ice block,
My face laugh loudly,

Because of our rigid bone,
River flows out of boundary,
That mixed with the ocean, the sea,
Your river that flows into my ocean,

Acknowledging your presence,
Entertain you with the melody,
You dance to my tune,
I play the drum,
I sing! You dance,

Then I looked at your face,
Hear your voice,
Shameless abandon,
I acknowledged your body,

It's our first meeting,
After six million years trial of love,
The love meet at the green tree,
With lovely green flowers at its peak.
They meet, grow and never die again.