SECRET WORDS
A true accordance of my heart
Of a vital time with profound intimacy
A careful rush in a fearful dawn
Thoughts compounded with a single answer
A negotiated reality with fate
Aired in the grace of my days
Of this kind blinded me from other kinds
Indeed, I am graced by a single sight from the morning sun
On this trail I have witnessed summer and winter
I have danced to the dazzled and dizzied of its wide
My acquaintance with many has flushed my guilt and innocence
Howbeit, I became an art in poetry
Moral compass of love has detected your soul
Merry to the grave the oath I have swore before you
I hope we are scripted into the true reality of this existence
For the war of my darkest fantasies are off for a ride
Author: Owen Obinwanne
© Owen Obinwanne
Poetry by Owen
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Written on 2013-05-31 at 16:40
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