I Feel Like Coming Close To Your EYES. ( For Patience ) Ripest maiden of the gliding sunlight. I feel like coming close to your eyes; I feel like coming close to those Twin full moons full of ripe dreams. I feel like coming close to your eyes, To feel the warmth of the virgin sun, Rising from the bank of your painted lids And setting in your mediterranean gaze. The screen goddess of pacific goldstar. I feel like coming close to those winking balls; So strange like the maidens that Live in the womb of the blue waters. I feel like coming close to your eyes, Where sad tales of Jaja and Nana Are often told by the surf-bearing winds Moving along the eastern coast of your pupils. I feel like coming close to your eyes, Home hieroglyphed with code of inhumanity; Of hills, rivers, islands, grasslands dancing The music of rolling sand of sahara. I feel like coming close to your eyes, Where stars weep for Gazas casualties, Poured into hospitals and earths uterus. Mangrove of the oil rivers. I dont feel like coming close again, I feel like living in there permanently To run away from this elysian hell - My country, my woman, my continent. MAdu Chisom King
Posted on: Sat, 19 Jul 2014 14:26:15 +0000
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