Saturday 9 November 2019

For her to be, even for a day mine


I wish she would give me a hearing
Even if it is just an apprentice touch
Her beauty fills the space like light the day
My awed eyes always rest upon her beatific ways
They say I am lost in a fog
A clear disregard to all my ways
For all my prayers, end with the pleading
For her to be, even for a day mine!

K.Oni

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