Wherever she ride or go
She has my heart in hold.
Pseudo-love I hitherto embraced
Till evicted, from wondrous paradisal tryst
Into a vacuum foraged vagabond.
My phallic bruised, and sick I am
All for love in flight
It seemed the rays of the sun blackened out
And I cannot even see the common clouds.
Damp and swollen, chilly and feverish
All in longing for a belle not in sight
My ontology dallies
My being tarries
Mine is an essence clouded
For you are distantly founded
Ashore where I cannot landed
All in search of a stolen jewel
A veiled multi-tentacled web
Like a beclouded fog in December;
A chilly guest on a wondrous Eve
Wrapped my soul in icicles
All in longing for my separated half
I pilgrimaged in phantasm;
A solitary sojourning in nil realism
Secreted by a monstrous lacuna
Of a distanced love aspired
Alack! How enslaved I am in desire?
I desire your comforting arms again
Laying my head in your bosom again
I crave your succulent lips again
Let your enveloping warmth invigorate my being again
Your love in me remain
My mind flies about for a solace
Sourcing a respite from this odious place.
You were the fillip that dazzled my heart
The convivial salt of my heart
The rays of the sun went out
The day you marched out.
Your exit fathered in me a vacuum
A void excruciatingly shallow
A peppered heart in palpable hollow.
Dusk till dawn, in loneliness I pine
Alone in the cold
Caged in an avalanche of seismic hold
All night Wishing… and Missing you!
©Femi Olabisi (November 2006)