Like faded waves, so art inclined
Subliminal memories in ornamental vase
A monumental hewned from stone equates
A sculpted dust. A continuous creation of worthy verse
A devotion to an enlightened spirit.
A preservation of endless task of meditating
In return the departed spirit dance in joy
As many read the lines created in simple form
A soul is raised out of the grave of thoughts
As am found immortalized like a ghost of loved one visiting in a dream.
(c) Martin Ijir 2018
Under the tree where love visited us
And take us into the woods down to the forest
Where fears erased in our mind
As love leads the way.
I could remember when rain beats me
When I accompanied you home, how late it was
I don’t care, I enjoyed the logjam and wish it lasted
How love makes my body so dried
As I felt your presence, how you called me
To come online so we chat, and to know how safe I am
how you despise your boyfriends because you’ve discovered
The one whose soul is one with yours.
How proud I am to be by your side!
How jealous many felt when we walk together
Then the rumours of me having your carnal knowledge resonates into my ears,
I was happy because I am being talked about
How we discovered the hidden treasure on the tree
Where we sat and read the love in our soul
How your unmade hair, brings the glowing beauty in you
I was tempted to touched them and caress them with my hands
To feel the scents of the almonds you sprayed on them
I was tempted to kiss your glowing lips which invites me
As the rain falls, I heard the silent whisper of your soul
Where those raven pays us visit on that silent day
I know it was real love that burns inside us
This trance makes me believe we speak and understands
The language of the soul which is love, dear lover
(c) Martin Ijir 2018
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