Once in a while, the muse lay hold on you and give a poem that you wonder where it is coming from. This is one of those poems that came suddenly after a lovely interaction. Please... read it and digest it.
As seas bow to nature,
And skies turn blue,
Love makes a radiant entrance,
Like fresh dew drops on flowers
As rain drops wet the earth,
And farmers think of harvest,
Love walks in boldly
Sweeping my senses.
Let me walk you round;
Let me hold your hand;
Let me embrace your essence;
Let me entwine you in estacy.
As mountains clap,
And valleys rise up,
Love tugs my heart,
Like guitar strings.
May our love produce a bouquet,
Full of fragrances.
Emeka Chike Nwogu
Poetry by Emeka Chike Nwogu
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Written on 2006-09-07 at 17:07
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Love Makes A Radiant Entrance
As seas bow to nature,
And skies turn blue,
Love makes a radiant entrance,
Like fresh dew drops on flowers
As rain drops wet the earth,
And farmers think of harvest,
Love walks in boldly
Sweeping my senses.
Let me walk you round;
Let me hold your hand;
Let me embrace your essence;
Let me entwine you in estacy.
As mountains clap,
And valleys rise up,
Love tugs my heart,
Like guitar strings.
May our love produce a bouquet,
Full of fragrances.
Emeka Chike Nwogu
Poetry by Emeka Chike Nwogu
Read 1032 times
Written on 2006-09-07 at 17:07
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