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The journey within
The most beautiful things in life cannot
be seen or touched, but can be felt by the heart.
— HELEN KELLER
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It was just a slight sight of your beauty,
that spurred my heart to start to race.
Lust and love swam side by side in my veins—
some bound to haem, some dance to hymns.
The choice of dominance–no longer mine;
lechery, at times, sailed faster,
leaving love to gasp in breathless pretense.
Other times, love was the master.
In my brain they took to serious fight,
Both injured but neither took to flight,
My brain was concussed by their fright,
And confusion replaced their freight.
They both ran to my soul that they had stole,
There, they tortured me with their fangs,
Their greed my spirit could no more cope with,
But they stayed on in defiance.
Their journey within me became endless,
Yet far from my heart your love stayed,
Come closer to free me of their torture,
Otherwise, my brain will soon explode.
Copyright ©
Maclawrence Famuyiwa
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