Osigwe Benjamin
It’s too obvious that our hearts
Were made to be one.
Children in the street, confess of our oneness
And they wished to embrace us someday
While we walk. Counting our steps
Your arm well covered…
Under the guidance of mine.
I wonder why the world’s love clock
Stopped in my head
And made me unable to think you out
From the depth of my memory.
Your presence un-stables the balance of my heart
And baptizes me with liquor
Of wanting you every day
Like the dusty memory
Of when we first met.
I am drunk, in my thoughts
Drowning in my imaginations
Of not wanting to miss you a second.
I might have once nailed you
To the cross of lust.
But, it’s still too obvious now
That all have passed…
My sight restored.
Wash me free with thy love
and un-crucify me from this cross of hate
Dangling in your heart
I pray thee.
Amen.
Source: Enigmatic Global Concept
Editor’s note: Originally published as part of the 31 Days of Poetry series on VicAdex.com on 15 September 2016.
Editor’s note: Originally published as part of the 31 Days of Poetry series on VicAdex.com on 15 September 2016.