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Distance and Us
Heart of a drought land
till the moon find it's fantasy,
at thy nipples will my wary
lips find comfort. Still the gentle
wind of the day scares me cos
birds will whisper thy name
then lend you wings for keep.
If only flood will find thy desires
my heart will lay with the death,
when water subdue the land
and roses toss wildly around me,
my love for you can never be cloud.
poem
by
Enyinwa Okechukwu Enyinwa
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