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Doyin
I Yours is a mystery no mortal man can comprehend, and your name which I mistook for my sister's, is a riddle that would remain unsolved… I have searched and searched within the recesses of my heart since we parted at the crossroads to know why my heart suddenly fell like a fly into the spider's web, like a creditor's call on a debtor's door, like rain on a sunny day for you (a stranger) on our first coincidental meeting, and why it never stopped falling… II Weird as it seems, the resonance of your soft contralto voice lingers in my head as if it were moments ago, and I feel the reverberations against the daunting din of the crowd that encompassed us… The image of your slim black body stands in my mind's eyes like slender palm on a bar beach, and the perfect projections on your comely face reminds me of my mother in her prime when maidens prided in the sanctity of their innocence and thinking of you lulls me to sleep, to daydream youthful dreams of her in whose shadows I weaned… Doyin! Lightfooted archer* on the wings of fate- the suppleness of your black skin and your matchless manners are true reflections of your untainted roots, and the playfulness in your cultured tongue exalts you amongst the silken daughters of Eve (and are mere reminiscences of our first meeting) How can I define your superlative beauty in verse? III Doyin, you are not one of my sisters, you are not my mother's daughter yet, since we parted at the crossroads, I have been in despair longing for the overwhelming ambience of your sisterly warmth, to hear the sound of your tender voice resonate in my head down to my heart, to feel the enlivening breath of your inner bowels, to rest beneath  the sheltering canopy of your hair, and be enlightened by the magic splendour of your bespectacled eyes… Doyin, I long to bridge this river between us to reach the enchanting realm of your refreshing countenance and dwell therein within the friendly fountains of your heart. But since we parted at the crossroads, and you went your way while I stood watching, the image of your fetching figure lodges in the chambers of my heart like a golden fleece IV And why my heart suddenly fell for you I cannot tell… Was it for your fetching figure or matchless manners? I still cannot tell I leave it to fate…
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