Maclawrence Famuyiwa Poet Narrative

Time can no longer fly

that day in December I remember—
I sucked on my soaked
            tucked-in socks
When I saw you–with a neat  p.a.c.k  of straw on your b.a.c.k
I beckoned to you—
               you came
but my words, you reckoned with—
                      with shame

ten years on, then our paths
      c + r + o + s + s + e + d
again—
your love became my greatest gain
that time
  your heart clicked with my chat trick—
     we became friends 
                who ruled the trends

our detractors
               g . u . t . t . e . d
our foes
               d . i . s . g . u . s . t . e . d
we married—
   our love marred their pride and plots
now twenty-two years
       and our love is still
                             p l e n t i f u l—
with two
               b r i g h t
c ~ h~ i ~ l ~ d ~ r ~ e ~n   too~
               who make our joy
                      b o u n t i f u l
our haters lie shattered in
           s ~ m ~ i ~ t ~ h ~ e ~ r ~ e ~ e ~ n ~ s
and our  r a n g e  of friends has c h a n g e d  over time

even better for our h•o•r•s•e
    more than u??s, it has        
                  m•e•t•a•m•o•r•p•h•o•s•e•d—
from a   n o s e y  friend 
        to now a   n o i s y   one
its sorrow u-n-r-a-v-e-l-e-d each time we t-r-a-v-e-l-e-d
   when it grew  t—h—i—n,  with few  t—h—i—n—g—s  to eat

we have t.r.a.n.s.f.o.r.m.e.d through
   many love s.e.a.s.o.n.s for many  r.e.a.s.o.n.s—
               that sculpted us into better lovers
we are now two jolly  f~e~l~l~o~w~s 
     who  f~o~l~l~o~w  love's dictates—
     and we are, 
              today 
                  b-e-t-t-e-r 
                             for it

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