This captures my inner most contemplations and heart felt yearning for her...


8 Years

shallow deep
pregnant feeling
of closeness with you
an affinity with you
this oneness real it is

weighs with so much zap
pains with so much ache

known you for ages
met you in the past

when streams went up mountains
when oceans emptied into lakes
when the moon shone at noon
when the sun rose at night

as always
i write this

from the depth of my soul
from the cleavage of my heart

'am like a flower
you like water
i wither with out you

'am the mill
you the wind
with you i grind

Hurry! Hurry!!

before my time is gone
love me now not later
let it rain now
and snow later
let us be cold now
and be warm later

if i should
kiss you eight times
and look into your eyes
would you do same

if i should
make up three years
in three nights
would you do same

i feel 'am falling
falling into oblivion of nothingness
for a world with out you
is something not worthy of something

like waking
with thoughts of you
like sleeping
with images of you

now i know the cure
and it's true
love will kill me
before i die

for each life with her
is death...
and each death with her
is life...



Poetry by chuma okafor
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Written on 2009-03-10 at 08:32

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Telesforos
So poignant and beautifully captured, the love for a woman, how it feels in your heart. I love the last stanza:

for each life with her
is death...
and each death with her
is life...
2009-03-22