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Cycle

At the rise of the dawn
There’s an awakening of goosebump
A caress on the skin-
That arouses a rush of wind

A window of joy — I testify
The joy through the window — I rely
For cuddles everyday-
That reels through for the day

Her rays of affection-
Pierces deep for a connection-
For a warm welcome-
To every cold that comes.

The shut of my eyes-
No longer sees dark skies
As the light would beam-
Like a swell of stream

I’m set for the heat-
For a long track treat
Down every race-
Comes the shades

I will at dusk dip steeply
For a reminiscent quickly
Biding time for a recycle
Of her endearments cycle

Copyright © Femi Adebayo | Year Posted 2017

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Oluwatamilore Anthony Date: 5/16/2017 10:34:00 AM The poem begins with a seemingly happy and bright atmosphere until it is revealed that the joy is a memory. I sense longing and memory of a lucent past. I like the gradual unwrapping of the memory and the deeply fealt emotions. I also enjoy the opening of the poem which refers to the rising sun. This I believe is a symbol of the past memory which is being remembered and hence rising gradually like the sun. Also, the window allows a passage into the soul as the poet purges the same on his paper. Login to Reply