A Tributary In Servitude 8 Still Waters

You have stepped into an elegant landmine full of erotic desires

and my ears stand erect taking in every bit and piece of you.

Your eyes are my food your song my waters your laughter

my constant companion

And your presence fills

my heart to bursting point.

You bring my pa.s.sions to boiling point now I know there will be no turning point you are the focal point of all my desires now I can become all I aspire!

A spice for my thoughts a rest for my toils

a balm for my pain

the earth on which I am planted—

The lifelong seasons of drought

harmattan and rain

I need to survive on earth's solitary plains; none cares about me like you do—

none.

Fun had eluded me until you came along with your set of ewes fresh from

a milky bath and your golden vats that are pillows to my woeful head!

Your steps tread my heart tom-tom your smile rings my head ding-dong O there is a new singsong—

the days of boredom and wh.o.r.edom are past and over!

Love is over and above us like dust in harmattan it hangs around our tropic hearts like the smell of rain on rich vegetables bringing succour

to our world of the living dead.

How I wish you were the music

I had sung from the days of my youth I would have grown younger and younger under

Your pampering care

I have not known a mother so dear.

Even when I feign hating you to feel what life is like on the-other-side-of-love

your winds sweep me off pretence like dust!

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I am the new-born babe drunk on your bosom rocking your heart

in sky-bound excitement

Loving you is like harmattan fire on tinder gra.s.s;

it ravages and burns

me over till nothing is left!

You took the mists off my eyes and brought the much-awaited dawn to my nights

So even death will not be our parting point vanity was not our meeting point

How pleasant it is to travel your still waters

It is the perfect restoration for the soul.