My Grave Partner
Oh, my woman!
I hanker there we lay
Synchronously. And jowls touched.
I speak of a breathing baobab
Chubby.
A sheep of no small humility,
Though self aplomb takes her high
I speak of a breathing baobab
Bonny.
I see the clear call
The butterfly wander from my garden
The net I am searching for.
Yusuf Baba Hammed
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Poet's note: This poem is written for my lover to appreciate her and to divulge my feelings when she tried to left.
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