Wishes of my Art

Written by: Adeleke Adeite

Each 
thought 
turns to 
tender 
tears,
visible 
wishes not 
of feeble 
fears
they draw 
me closer 
to thy 
solemn 
skies
where my 
soul's 
cascading 
light lies.

Leave not 
my heart 
in the mist,
fight my 
flaws with 
your fist,
I need no 
song but a 
stream
that I may 
drown not 
in my 
dream.

Let the 
Moon snug 
our 
candlelight,
ours' is a 
fixed 
feeling in a 
fair flight
to the 
throne of 
sweet 
memories
as the 
future 
unfolds 
love's 
legacies.

Visit my 
past with 
an invisible 
ink
and write 
on it a 
lovely link,
for thy 
footprint 
on my 
single lane,
leaves no 
space for 
teary twain.

To thee my 
treasure, I 
doff my 
heart,
my queen, 
a flower 
more than 
art,
here I 
stand in a 
word 
without 
walls,
enslaved 
by 
thoughts 
of our... 
clarion call.
Copyright 
2012
~Adeleke 
Adeite~