Angelita.
Tonight, the wind will whisper,
the trees will sigh,
but this lamp i have lit for you,
will never be doused.
Tonight, the stars will gaze,
the rivers will murmur,
and the moon will come out of her hiding,
but this lamp i have lit for you,
will never be extinguished.
Tonight, in this fiery blue darkness,
my eyes await you.
my ears ache for your footfalls.
Tonight, in this very lamp i have lit for you,
i burn.
i burn.
i burn in every pore.
Copyright © K K Iloduba Jnr | Year Posted 2009
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