Ar`ik`e

 

​Ar`ik`e

Oh Ar`ik`e

How tender your name tastes

Like the fresh tomatoes in August

Come closer.. our fairest jewel

Let’s adore your colorful adire

Perfectly proper for your prim waist
Ar`ik`e

Ah, your ribcage is naked to us

I see, oh yes the cause for your scorn

The organ beneath your breasts bleed

Bleeds venom like volcano

Touched by air, it’s solid now

Not a miner twill take to know therein lays gold
Ar`ik`e

Would one swear not to eat again,

Because he bit his tongue once?

Wounds don’t heal under blankets

Even a grounded kid is released alas

Thine delicate heart sufferedst worse injury

In that suffocating tent of pride
Ar`ik`e

You’ve won my heart without a quest

I want you like a pilgrim wants water

Come let’s lie by my hearth

Let your frozen heart find warmth

And I at your feet a worshipper

Let the hes who flee extinct forever
©Grace Okoliko

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