body-container-line-1
14.02.2015 Poem

*AMOR

By Adama Bukari
*AMOR
14.02.2015 LISTEN

Basil leave
Is your smell
Thyme is on your bed
And the rhythm of your cleavage
Beds me

Your stem
Grafts my scion
In your thighs;
I'm bought

From your contours
A harbinger of delight
Baths me;
I'm drenched

If time knew time
I would plead a pause
And resume when time is no more

My fountain
Melts in your lake
Sizzle;
Is the sound of our lips

Amor
You're the immortal stem
On which
I graft my scion

Our deed;
Is immortal!

Adama Bukari
03:00 CET
14/02/2015
Somewhere in Europe

Happy Valentine's Day to YOU in particular.

ModernGhana Links
body-container-line