A Chorus of a Waiting Maiden

MAN O' MAN, kiss thy maiden for the night Seek compassion on thy beloveth lass; Years did trespass whilst you tarry in flight, Time did seize each moment a night do pass. On cedar trees I sit and wait by dawn, In await due for thy home-ward drawn. Furlongs away from my succulent thigh Distance away from my tender warmth frame, My heart in fright b'neath my breast: Fear is nigh, Pulsation rise 'long; I whisper thy name. I whisper from the tallest tree in sight I whisper; no reply to my worn plight. Many a time thy name I utter low Christening thy name; stir my voice round wind, Hamm'ring thy name the wind did aid a blow Sublime to rend t'wards you my heart and mind. Sing on my muse, my cymbal and my lute, Sing to my lover; he hearkens in mute. BY: OSUJI CHIBUEZE (PEN NAME: CHIBZ OBSERVER)