SILAS OLA ABAYOMI

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]