Daily Long I To Hear Again
Daily long I to hear again
Sweet tales told me in warm moonlight
When birds no longer chirped nor sang
Sweet songs sang you in bright sunshine
When mortar and pestles in unity pounded
Long, long ago it was
Sweet stories of love rolled out of your mouth
When chickens were roosting in closed baskets
Sweet tunes emanated from your lovely throat
When prying eyes had closed in deep sleep
Long, long ago it was
In warm embrace rested I on your shoulders
When lost was I in the paradise of your love
In total submission trusted I your sweet tongue
When sweet smelling flowers of love blossomed
Long, long ago it was
And then came the years of the hungry locusts
Then the sweetness of the songs stopped
The ever flowing fountains of the tales ran dry
The young roses catching fire withered coldly
The warm moonlight came no more
The bright sunshine came no more
Your sweet tales I heard no more
Your sweet voice sang no more
But daily long I to hear again
Sweet tales told me in warm moonlight
Sweet songs sang you in bright sunshine
Copyright © Kayode Ariyo | Year Posted 2011
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