Waiting To Exhale
Softly dressed in a black top to hinge
Brown chinos skirt and beige watch
Hair resplendent in curly full fringe
With cute accessories to match
Her voice rings out in a velvety tone
“Obim oh, am gonna love you”
Heart filled with sweetness so prone
Her food rests on a meal of fish
Fish prepared in diverse forms
Its sauce slushed with peppery dish
Mellowed by drinks, so fizzy they burn
In her anger, she struts with a raging heat
Her strides, pressured by a desire to excel
Like the wind, filled with the beat
Of many shoes and waiting to exhale
Copyright © Emeka Offor | Year Posted 2012
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