I WANT A SONG FROM YOU

A WANT A SONG FROM YOU

When the pregnant day
Goes into labour
And everything becomes
Dead silence
I want a song from you

When the crickets chirp
When the dead leaves crunch
When the world
Becomes inactively active
I want a song from you

When frogs croak
When birds align on the trees
When flowers bow
Their heads to the rising night
When words give birth to whisper
I want a song from you

When my hands travel
The smooth road of your skin
When all senses parade
When our bodies are pregnant with heat
I want a song from you

When my gun points to shoot
When I open the gate of ocean
Of your warehouse
When my warmth meets your coldness
And your coldness meets my warmth
I want a song from you

When slow motion ignites
The engines of our bodies
When our bodies cook
Without fire
Let me hear you sing

When your body begins to slither
Like a snake
When you hold
My clothless body
Loosely tight to yours
Sing that song to my ears.

© Edem (Fodeka) Kusorgbor
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