As The Breezes Rustle
The Peduncle Of
I Wish My Heart Could Chameleon
To Attires To Feed Your Eyes,
As They Say, Seeing Is Believing.
I Wish I could Spell This Red Rose
Just As My Teacher Do My Name Spell
With Your Spirit Accepting It With Ease.
I Wish I Could Make You Believe
The Colour Of My Love
Just As You Believe
The Drops Of Rain
As They Gyrate
And Patter On Your Roof.
Suggest Me, You, Lens,
For Love Illumination?
Even At A Million Dollars Price,
Love Would Buy.
Michael Ediomo Udo, from Nigerian, Schooling at UniUyo of Uyo, Nigeria; A creative prose and poetry persona.