Arikewusola Abdul Awal | Friday, 13 August 2021 | Print
Arikewusola Abdul Awal
Boy:
I feel a rattling breeze in my heart
In this pristine sea,
Let’s dive in more to fathom its art
For the rest to see.
Girl:
I heard a thirsty song in my throat,
“Song of a b c”
Quench it in our spacious sailboat
On this endless sea.
Boy:
My land of love lacks love and life,
But you; angel of revival,
Douse me with love, please! be my wife
And live on land of no rival.
Girl:
My heart has been struck by cupid,
And all the pains, you did construe
That love pain has made me stupid,
Heal my pains and let us sail through.
Boy:
Let us sail through with the oar of love
To reach the horizon,
Our hearts will sail by the hope in love
Which fades not, nor wizen.
Girl:
Let us sit on that iridescent line
Between sky and earth,
And get fuddled with kisses and wine
And then filled with mirth.
Boy:
And your soul will cling to mine,
So, in one; Our heart strolls,
Our love will then define
“The inseparable souls.”
Girl:
As no sword can split a sea;
No man can break our souls,
Until old age, I foresee
“The inseparable souls.”
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Posted 12:00 pm | Friday, 13 August 2021
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