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 of you & burst into a bonfire
because to burn in love’s name is to be a
lampstand in a place forgotten by light.
loving you feels like walking into a memory
to disremember the smell of grief, how it felt
when everything with a voice mourned & cried
into you with the photograph of a deceased moon.
loving you feels like daring to fly with
broken wings knowing you will never fly alone.
like holding unto a prayer
in a world with so much pain & pangs,
like growing into a song in the mouth of a
butterfly praising God for surviving the night,
like forging starlight out of a smile
on nights the sky is barren with stars
& darkness covers your skin with dead faces.
baby, loving you feels like been filled with birds,
with the symphony of redemption,
with everything that sings after rain & snowflakes.
© Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale