Heaven is….

Your thighs, sturdy pillars Of support for my back. Your eyes, golden pools Of love for my parched heart. Your sighs, laden with relief Uncoiling around the core of worry. Your smiles, unraveling the mystery Of your dimples, the center of perfection. Your tears, crystalline diamonds Forged from the heat of emotions. Your navel, holding…

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Fellowship of stones

The cobbled stone path, Hedged with ferns, growing In cracks of denudation – the testament To the doggedness of nature; she will Wear you down; The path of stones That lodge in the cracks in your heart That wedges in between your toes That pierces your delicate soles. He asked you to lose your shoes…

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Opaque

I sit on this shrinking couch Itching to write, taking A journey to my amygdala To extract feelings that coat This glass ceiling opaque. This is what I find: A bag full of wool And clouds engorged With rain.

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Love, Eventually

Eventually, Abeke, Love will seep in Through the cracks In your wall, slowly Moisturize the lichenified Skin of your heart, wet the Parched soil yearning for rain. The scent of moist earth will Tickle your nostrils with the promise Of new beginnings and hope will Sprout up in your soul. You will Unfurl to the…

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This is how to mourn

Pick a pen Plunge it into Your chest and Twist. Watch The blood drip unto A blank page. Make an imprint of Your dying soul As it exsanguinates, Flail, and become Limp.

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