Drown in those eyes swim their liquid depths, sing praises of her supple waist Lose yourself in honey at her lips… Today we stem the tide of words, w-a-i-t-i-n-g for the flutter of wings on eaves of the future, when we shall say to the storm – uncoil Not even time can tame the tales we have yet to tell There is a tale lurking in my eyes; its beginning is you, and its end…
"A Poet in Love (For a girl I know by Olumofin Olasubomi"
Tuesday, May 30, 2023
Africans from the perspective of her daughters