TITLE: THE CHOSEN ONE
Amongst the horrors
Of the night,
I sit all alone
Thinking of my
Chosen one.
Her eyes are like
That of calypso,
Her lips like
The blue moon,
Her breasts like
The twin Siblings.
I might not have
Gold neither do
I have diamond,
All I have is the
Love of life which
I will confess even
In death.
Make me that man
Just like my father,
I will make you that woman
Just like my mother,
Be the dame of my dynasty.
Welcome me into your cosmos,
Take not your tenderly
Love away from me,
Give me a reason for living
Make my living memorable.
Let me not be like
A catholic priest,
Occupy the empty
Space in my heart.
Lovers may separate
Families may go assunder,
Eclipse may procreate,
Enemies may crawl,
I love you is my
Statement of fact.
Written By
Fred Odianosen, Itua.