Permission
Permit me to bring down the walls without hallelujah
Allow me to evaporate the scary memories
Let me take you to my mother
That we may together write new stories
I know the memories are scary
I know you need time to work on yourself
Maybe you have even given up to the point of not wanting to marry
Perhaps you are already convinced you need no help
But please...
Permit me to bring down the walls without hallelujah
Allow me to evaporate the scary memories
Let me take you to my mother
That we may together write new stories
Should you want to cry
Hesitate not to call me
Not promising you with you I will cry
But ready to offer my shoulders for you mean so much to me
If you need quietness
Again call me
Not of course promising to make noise
But to be there with you, listening to the sonorous voices of the stars
And humming of the moon as it stares at us
But please...
Permit me to bring down the walls without hallelujah
Allow me to evaporate the scary memories
Let me take you to my mother
That we may together write new stories
Allow me to violate your emotional territory
And with my unending love bombard your physical boundary
For even the sun marvels
And mercury wonders
All at the hotness of my love for you
ABSOL
Copyright © Oluwasola Elisha | Year Posted 2018
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