17th November, 2015 Writers

I marvel at the beauty God has made you…

In every single place you’ve been

You dance in with truth all day

bearing your heart like a crystal to admire

like rain drops, your words could soothe

With sweet chide like child rocking…

You bathe my heart in the warmth of love,

my being melts at the the thoughts of you

I bury my head deep in your bosom

as my mind searches for comfort in your voice

you stroke me…

I sigh…

I miss you so.

Lagos, Nigeria
  • My search for comfort in your voice...

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