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Letter to a Secret Lover
Dear,
Do I say my love?
There is a vacuum in my heart
You this, should offend not,
My heart is void,
Your heart it seeks
Do I say my love?
This I fear, might go for ruin
Let it not, a confession it is
A heart within, that boils,
A heart, the cool of your soul
It needs,
It craves,
Enslaved is me,
Dear,
Call me to freedom
Hope, you, it wouldn't hurt
Should your heart be locked,
Know a heart, a soul
Under the stars
Had cared, had loved.
And
My chest, it pricked
It did, the cupid,
Cry not, the brittle one,
Naïve heart,
A confession it is.
A power beyond!
poem
by
Charles Jagongo Ogola
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