By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale:
ÀNÌKÉ- Day 9
Ode to love
because there is always something
familiar about twilights where silence
blooms with the memory of a black girl,
like the shore on your chest,
once, I laid my head & my body became full with dreams,
once, I listened to your heartbeat
& ended in a poem with dancing fireflies.
because the taste of your name is wet with honey
in my mouth, in the silence my body breaks
into to carve your face out of our memories.
because it’s always sunset where your thought
creeps into my art- slaying in black & white,
sitting pretty in my lines & melting in my eyes,
it’s always sunset where everything reeks of you,
of the beauty that serenades everything you touch.
& I will always be grateful for the gift of you,
for the gift of a place to return to when
the world spits me out, when my emptiness
becomes a song keeping the night on its toes.
& I will always be grateful for your voice,
for the light & divinity it breathes into my heART.
© Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale