Would I be loved
Love, a name the world is built on is a mystical feeling that attracts every human regardless of their colour, gender or believe. Thus, it can only be understood by those in one. So then, the question is, when and how will it find you?
Beyond my naked skin,
Seeking refuge from a forgotten maggot
Swallowed by doubt
tossed by sanity twist
Of a weak malice and delaying cover.
Will my mind ever felt
What it meant to bathe in sun dust?
Cleaning my lingering stance of faith
In the eclipse of love over hate
Fishing the sea for treasure hidden in myth.
Will my mind ever felt
What it meant to bathe in sun dust?
As in thousand years,
Will my heart be made words?
That It shall wear time and carve continuous
Like the holy scripture of the Jews
Until her heart finds mine in waiting stars.
If for infinity will my consciousness gaze
Sit, Will I settle all debt to pay the cost
That binds my soul to count the lost
Even her ecstasy, my prime
Sipping every scents
That drips from our memories
Would I ever be loved again?
Will I be made human again?
Alive in the abyss of scorn
Flirting around my coward con
Made for joy and rain
Even in the beats of loveful harmonies
Have you read leap to me?
Would I ever be loved again?
Would I ever taste from crumbs
Of succulents love rain
That drenched me in mass
Flirting my heart with harmonious rhyme
Will her love run to my warm embrace?
Full of lives that nimble the eyes
From this uncomfortable states
Full of courage were my skin's hairs
When I await that gentle call from your lips.
By Ayeni Taiwo
©2022.
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