The Distance Between Leaving Or Staying
I thought I would fall for your love
As you became a sudden rain dropping on old California
Blue memoirs ;that didn't mean your flowers didn't blossom,
The butterfly didn't by twilight become an apparition you know, it first became a butter by dawn then flew
So if you say am a chameleon then that is the
distance between leaving or staying.
The tides of the sea make us all but no matter
How it tides it surely ebbs
But pls don't ask me if feathers also grow from
trees like the coffee i took last night. I didn't have
time to stir your honey in my tea cup . I drank
the leaves first, the honey come home in my belly late
I might say you're right like the gap between
My two front canines. I saw you flew between them.
But if might ask, did you get any relish from the
First time our lips became two vines running on each other
I saw you took your breath in your clasped arms sip
mine your gut am supposed to be your nectar but
guess whose running dry that is the distance between
leaving or staying.
Experience is a name men give to their mistakes
So even if you wear me a darker shade, the moon
Is still the night sun trust me when I saw what I mean
I have occasioned many mistake ceremonies &
experience is what they wear
By
Gideon Idudje
Copyright © Gideon Idudje | Year Posted 2021
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