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SILAS OLA ABAYOMI

SONGSOPTOK THE WRITERS BLOG | 3/10/2015 |




WOMAN-With Out Me (Your)
Adventure (is) Naught:


She charm me with irresistible beauty,
shower me with un-conditional love,
very inviting her white-tooth-smiles;
very attractive her rolling eyes-
soothing like balm her velvet tone
before me,
so compassionate her big heart to
those around her.


Touch-of-love your fingers radiate,
your presence always change
dirge to dulcet causing
symphony of  joy;
your thoughts, very Solomonic,
your lips  sweeter than honey,
your words stronger than iron.

Salt of preservation,
you have become,
Frankincense-a living odor
you emit;
you worth more than gold,
value more than silver,
precious more than copper.

A gemstone of no equal
among bevy and throng,
a sapphire of nightly
deep-blue sky;
a ruby of strong magnetic pull,
ever-green emerald,
the unbreakable diamond that
makes amethyst her home.
Should I call you pomegranate-
the multi-purpose fruit-of-life?
Do I call you Apple-
because of your
two apple-shaped-breasts?
Beauty that defines your existence!
From your nipples come
milk-of-life-
never-dry-food-pantry-of-life.

Do I call you Berry-
the fruit-of-life that
reflects your biological role?

Whatever name I choose-
to call- You,
whatever designation-
You carry-
whatever sobriquet-
even-pseudonym,
I may choose to call You;
You deserve more than
these names.

Your three-pronged roles,
which no one performs
except you:
you preserve life,
you give life, and
you nurture life;
by this trivet, you have made a-
permanent name-that supersedes-
MAN-MADE-NAMES.



FOREVER- You Remain:
With Out Me (your)
Adventure (is)
Naught- WOMAN.





[SILAS OLA ABAYOMI]


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