A Scholar Romance
Finding acquaintance with women
has put me on a wild-goose chase,
making my mind so water-logged
with gross and unbearable lack of confidence.
Your presence has cancelled these memories
and caused me into an acute Amnesia,
remarkably stimulating me
to attempt an emotional brinkmanship.
You are the center of my personal project
but I end up being the research specimen.
Your first impression goes contrary
to your personality brochure.
My heart has toiled to be different,
coming close with rhythms of a calypso.
Your humble attention
is a good converter of wishful thinking
to reality, witnessed by the consensus
of hormones emanating from both sides
and evident by the glamorous
book-length positivity from your visage.
Having you face to face alone is a huge vicissitude
a body so much younger than the mind,
preserved like a hidden albumen in boiled egg
and your nude when covered in silky blankets
presents like newly made shawama.
I am in love with you, my sunshine,
vouchsafe your heart to me please.
I’m not ambivalent; I’ve long given you my keys
and to another, my life isn’t capacious
so accept my blank cheque, sign and cement this blessing
stamped with my loyalty, faithfulness and love.
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