Seeing Her
Yes love has no body
But when I saw her,
Love was body.
So confined to at her
Behold, seeing love in person.
And when her mouth opened,
I heard love speak for the last first time.
Will this be the last time?
Yes, till eternity in heaven.
It was countless
my turns to watch her
No, to watch love.
She was the wife
am not married to.
And all I wished
was a Judas' kiss.
Copyright © Innocent Ododo | Year Posted 2011
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