The Voyage Poem by Michael Adeosun

There is a chemistry between us.
An emotive reaction to phonemes unspoken.
There need be a physics between us.
A motion of these bodies.
Like two pendulums
in unison, against but in accord.
When one and one
defy the mathematical ethics, to be one.
Creating a rhythm of ecstasy.
This divine geographic construct
I will love to explore.
Like Columbus discovering a new world,
a wonderland of mountains and valleys.
This sea of ecstatic joy
I want to navigate
with my feeler
programmed for that honey-well,
that treasure spot.
A groovy adventure through this black grove.
And after a short but long wait
with anxiety high
I finally arrive at my destination
to a warm reception.

And I, well-come, now exhausted,
rest after a hectic pleasure ride.

And like Ulysses, set for another voyage.