Seen From Afar
From the cock crows until the chickens go to roost, my heart will forever speak your name & whisper within myself our fairytales. As I lay in the couch, to dream our dreams, I envision your presence and look forward to right all the wrongs in life. Whenever the moon shines, the cripple becomes hungry for a walk, so does my spirit yearns for you. Again & again, our match is made in heaven and no flea of sin can dare to intrude. A clear spectacle to behold and in no rush will I let it pass me by. Singing hymms as the nightfalls, hoping to hear a chorus response from your enviable lips. To be taken aback was the prior effect which melted my ego even before we became one. As the bird wrestles with the hussle and bussle of the day, the nests are fairly conjured as refuge by the night. From the cow booes until the calves go to rest, my intincts will forever linger for your call one more time. Never will I let you go.
poem by Prince Kenny Osei
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