Affection
The pullet has found it's roost
The mighty elephant is endowed with a liar
while my love roams in the wind
looking for were to lay
My lips give in to dryness
like the plant in the harmattan
How long will my heart hang in the sky
Definitely o fall like a shooting star
He who hears my cries
Let him wipe my tears
He who bears my loneliness
let him make me a pillow
not only to lay my manhood
nor for my lips be wetted
But for ripe affection be tapped
by the desire of my heart
Copyright © Igbalajobi Olasunkanmi | Year Posted 2005
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