TOUCHING THE HEM OF BEAUTY SEE

Written by: Akolade Adewunmi

TOUCHING THE HEM OF BEAUTY SEE
  
Beauty of a beautiful brunette
Brings me back to a brittle moods
Bright eye, eye bouncing 
Along a blind alley

I counted the moon that rises
As the farthest of galaxy, making  me to
Dawdle to talking broach of a royal bird that struck
My heart pendulous 
Thus daunting the processing of my dating agent

Still in my brittle mood 
The mood that moves  
Pure as the starting glory of the day break
Singing the chorus of the dawn

Her winding air are numbered 
Piercing my inner mood 
With the thought as Damocles

I filled, head over heels, with love
With her vibrating self 
Whereas her head dress head casing 
The head hunter which all coming to touch the hem
Of her flowing garment that heals the lovesick

Another day, i saw her
In a close lane
I saw her, keeping her head down
In all her all attractive elegance...
So i planned my request
The muted discuss that reincarnate in thought 
 My deep shy feelings was en covered 
Giving me much words that woos.