Would You Be My Friend? Poem by Owoeye Taiwo Bisola

I want to sculpt silver out of stones to build you a perfect pearly pendant wrapped in the warmth of the shivering sun,
I want you to wear the necklace upon your chest, thrice my confidence,
Chisel out my craftiness with your condensed charisma crushed with a good character.

I want you to be a comrade that would dwell in my head without paying rent, while the world waits up for our desolation,
I want to wish all wrinkles off your weary face, our worth will be weightless,
Care for my cuts while my blood bathes your burns, I'm hoping to heal with your help.

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