ON PHONE (2)

Written by: Alayande Stephen

The nocturnal phone
Conversation went on 
It became daily
She was down-to-earth
We became fond of ourselves

Our physical looks scared us a bit
Beauty and Handsomeness 
We both took with fate
She wasn’t moved even
When I feigned tribal marks

When I was still ruminating 
What are we into?
She branded it and slam it on my face
“A relationship” she averred gently smiling
I couldn’t go back to the word “friendship”


Alayande Stephen T.
8.10pm
8th of November, 2007

It is a continuation, still for IBK.