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

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

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

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

Published by theolahsmusings

Hi, I'm Grace. I'm passionate about God and relationships mean a lot to me. I love books, cats and sunsets.

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