She Calls Me Beloved
She found me,
Yes She did.
I called out to her,
She answered.
And now
I don't want to go
Anywhere.
I know I am home.
Am so stock on you
Like glue,
Clinging on you,
As if I want to fall,
but I am reassured,
by your love.
You possess this heart,
as your very own.
My heart is at rest.
I hear the drums of
your heart,
beating!, beating!!, beating!!!
calling out to me.
As it's melodic rhythm
vibrates all over my being,
I know I am home.
She calls me Beloved.
And for the first time
In a long time,
I am Happy.
© 2017, Emeka Mokeme.All rights reserved.
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