A Man And His Heart

By Uche Thompson 7 months ago

Even I do not know when

A man begins to love a lad who

Struts on simple walkways like

A lady on call. 

Maybe the man had his heart swapped when

He blinked his eyes for a hundredth time. 


Not even a philosopher could tell why

A man and his heart sought after

A lad who worked in the mines. 

Maybe the lad was a flower

In a pleasant summer morning. 


© Uche Thompson


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