IJE

Yearning allayed
By fond memories of
Morning cuddles
And forehead kisses
Fluffy pancakes
Made of love and fondness

Oh
Playful tickles
And lusty bearhugs
From-the-back embraces
And prankish smacks on your curvy derrière

Oh! how I miss you

Unintended Muse

She’s pretty
That’s a given
Of course, she
Knows she’s pretty
But how pretty
I’m not sure she
Knows

So fine
Her twin dimples
Break forth in smiles
Her sculpted cheeks
So appealing and cute

Her obvious youth
A refreshing sensation

Simple
Natural
Yet elegant

Her full, black
Hair, rich without perms
Combed straight
And made up in a bun

Overall classy
In her electric blue dress

Intelligent
Focused
Funny
Nice

Memories of you
Rain down on me
Like early morning showers
Ushering a long-desired cool to Enugu

Memories of you flash into mind
Like luminous streaks of lightning bolt
Brightening the pitch-black night
That turn raindrops briefly

Into glowing strings of watery beads
Falling straight down
Drumming into my subconsciousness
Like the rain’s pounding

On the midnight roof of yesternight
I hear as in a dream
As you ask:
What links you

With rain and me?
You wouldn’t know
But when it rains
I remember Yola

And Tola
And all those times
Your face toward me
Was darker than

The darkest thunderclouds
And yet the sun
Still shone
After the storm