Dance, Dance, Baby Dance

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: ÀNÌKÉ- Day 22 Dance, Dance, Baby Dance twirl your waist to the beats of our love, twirl, twirl, leave me with a thirst for the wine your body brews. twirl, twirl, leave me in ecstasy, with…

This is what loving you feels like

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: ÀNÌKÉ- Day 19 This is what loving you feels like like baptism, like been submerged in the art of something that holds water. loving you feels like holding lightening in my bone, baby, I could think…

We Die Here

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: ÀNÌKÉ- Day 18 We Die Here this poem is for the days our love dashed against a stone & the spaces between our hearts grows deep enough to bury soft whispers. it’s for the words we…

Elixir

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: ÀNÌKÉ- Day 17 Elixir let’s say this poem is your gestures spreading on my skin like wildfire, which means perforated bodies are fertile grounds to grow flowers in love’s name. let’s say your light took the…

I Want Loving Nights, Tender Dreams

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: ÀNÌKÉ- Day 16 I Want Loving Nights, Tender Dreams for you, for me, for us, for everything that bears witness of the beauty that dances to our (he)art-beats, for this matrimony where there is always a…

The Art of Love

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: ÀNÌKÉ- Day 15 The Art of Love the night your pain was full of yeast, you stretched my elastic voice to a being at the other end of your bed, say it feels better, say it…

Our Love Will Flower

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: ÀNÌKÉ- Day 14 Our Love Will Flower like a garden where memories do not die, where evening setting sun is beauty sighing on imperfections, on broken dreams & bodies mourning into hollows & absence. our love…

The art & aesthetics of red roses

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: ÀNÌKÉ- Day 13 The art & aesthetics of red roses in the poem, the room has your fingerprints on everything. on the wall, our photographs are stories that have survived drought. your laughter held answers to…