To Most Dear Lucilia With Love Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

To Most Dear Lucilia With Love



Remember I know you and your fragrance,
The fact you're the moon that borrows her
Beauty from mother sun hasn't answered this:
Do you love me or hate me with your ego?
I am your night, bed your soul in my bosom!
Search my name among the Bacteria in your
Veins and you shall find me peacefully seated.
I have painted your name beautifully on the
White face of the sky to declaim you again.
I remembered you and the fragrance of your skin!
I am drunk in love with the sound of your laughter,
I have planted my heart in your palm to grow.
Don't judge me with a bleeding past, don't!
I care about you love, why do we run separately
Like the snake when we suppose to walk
Together like the sheep in the field of love?
Remember I know you and the fragrance of
Your sweet body odour that eradicate pains.



(C) John Chizoba Vincent
Voice Of Vincent 2016

Friday, May 27, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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