THE STRANGER

Written by: awoh kingsley awoh

The Stranger...

The Stranger came knocking at my door
With her eyes and lips veiled with kindness
Her glistering teeth is like diamond
I tried to read her lips
But i was arrested by her kinky smile and body settings
And tickled by her insecurity

The stranger lived far away miles and seas
But our poetic hearts know no boundaries
Hence we share the same sheet daily
She sees the things i see
We bite and bark at each other like puppies when the bones are gone
Come to think of it, she spanked my weathered and strained head with a chicken bone
With my church heart, i forgive her because she is just a small girl

She promised to pierce my obsession
Taking me round the world of our fantasies
In her word, 'time will tell'
Each day, i stand frozen wishing and watching in the winter for time to tell
But time has remained a necessary illusion
But i will still wait for my wings to grow
That i may soar and rest in her arms

The last time the stranger visited my sheet
She filled my bank with meadow, wildflowers and purple aster
Spilling her milk on my flowers
Spitting into my mental stool
Dragging my canal into an endless search
An avalanche of confession swept through her eyes
This morning, she blew me a kiss that brought the universe to a stand still...

Written by Awoh Kingsley
Dedicated to Baity Chiquita...
25th Dec, 2012....6.15pm
Chiquita and i shared the same poetic minds...she is indeed a genius and i will say lyrically sick..lol