In front of a fruity summer flow,
I sit on the brick-furnished bench
with my feathery ink brush clasped
between my left thumb and index finger
-so lovely jellyfishes dive in the dulcet chorus-
I write to you, not by default,
but by candid confessions sealed in my amygdala.
It has been months n' days
I've stared at your painted picture on my wall,
That magnetic amber iris sparkled on my chest.
I am electrified by your sassy dimples,
Looking at you from the equator,
I can't but fix up to meet you.
I gasp whenever I bump unto your shadow,
The aligned shape of beauty.
Your appearance tickles my veins,
You've rebranded my senses with your aura,
You've electrified my intestines:I feel powered
You've burnt my boyish boldness and replaced it with maned-up exuberance.
I know you know I belong in your world,
I know you love me unquestionably,
I know you want me to take the steps
and become your rainbow, So
I'm here, at least draw near to me-
I won't hide behind my emotions anymore.
From our Little Humpty Dumpty swinging
You've been my pivot,
Your comfy laughter, the sound of David's harp,
I smell you with each click of the second's arm.
This euphoria remains today,
Those cravings intensify with each stroke of your presence and thoughts.
Hear me out, I may be rattling but
kindly shake my ABC.
My belly boils in celestial seasonings,
Top-down to my neck hoards words I want you to know.
Our life is feathered jointly
You and me, no backstage to banter,
Love is you and I perfumed up,
So My Radiant Morning Warmth
Scratch the surface of doubts and
Let us nurture our union just like
King Xerxes and Queen Esther.

© Kwabena Churchill-MOMC