for the sway of your hips,
or protuberance of your tits.
That love dies like the strike of the wind.
Omalicha, I love you
like the joy experienced in heaven
after a sinner is accepted
by a legion of cherubs.
I love you than the bloom
of jasmines, than the beauty of daffodils.
I love you than any sight un(seen)
Omalicha,
like stars in outer space
that illuminates the effulgence of dusk,
Let me lighten the innocence of your core.
Like a spring
which gladdens nature with its waters,
Let me gratify the grace of your he(art).
Omalicha,
Come to me now.
Come to me bare.
Make me have paradise on earth.
Author Bio:
Ajise Vincent is a Nigerian poet. His poem “Song of a Progeny” was a shortlisted poem at the 2015 Korea-Nigeria Poetry Fest. His works have been published in London Grip Magazine, Kalahari Review, Sakonfa, AfricanWriter, Indian Periodical, Social Justice Poetry, I Am Not a Silent Poet, Afrikana ng, Poetry Pacific, The Poet Community, Whispers, Commonline Journal, Novel Afrique, Black Boy Review, Tuck Magazine and various literary outlets. He is currently attending college majoring in economics.