THE ONE

So her name’s Grace,
Yeah, a girl whose beauty would piggyback on time’s broad back
For thousands of years to come, she’ll remain the talk of all,
A precious jewel whose charm and wits know no end
 
For the rest of my days on earth,
Her song will be my anthem
And her smile; my life’s wallpaper
I will cherish her in sickness and in health,
For poorer and for richer
Till death draws us closer
 
So, I guess what I’m saying is…
I’M IN LOVE!
 
G-R-A-C-E
Five giant letters, quite a mouthful
Hard for me to swallow without savouring
Her name’s a melodious tune;
Number 1 on my playlist
With my ear drums beating to the echo of her name
Grace!
 
See, one thing I admire about her is her hair,
Her golden hair flowing like a river filled with hidden treasures,
And the strands of her hair delineating precise paths
Paths leading to where ‘X’ marks the spot;
I was bound to lose my faith along the way
But her golden locks were my security
 
What’s more?
Those gleaming eyes!
The lenses of which capture me within the frame
Of that big picture she’s had for me all along
See, those eyes tore through my soul’s thick darkness
With tears of acceptance seeping through its corners
 
Oh yes, her succulent lips
The doorway allowing the escape of such endearing words
Those fluttering lips that incessantly proclaim her unconditional love
So when her lips met mine with heart-racing confluence
The deal was sealed!
Truly, her words do not betray her
 
Daily I long for her bosom
Oh, the fortress of my solace
Where peace serves as its power supply
I flee from the world’s glamour and into her warm embrace
Sinking into the depths of her womb;
Pregnant with forgiveness
 
Oh, those feet!
Her soles standing firmly on the floor of my soul
They are kicking through the brick walls of my heart
Walls cemented with pride and interlaced with conflict
Her feet, leaping and dancing to the rhythm of salvation
Leading mine in a tango of two.
 
Her arms,
Long enough to stretch around the globe
They are the extensions of her love
The length of which is boundless
Yet they hug tightly around me
Like an ugly gift enclosed in beautifully coloured wraps
 
And those hands,
Which bear those wide palms of hers
That reached out to death’s cold hands
Right before mine grabbed a hold of it
She saved me from touring hell’s dark horrors,
My hero!
 
Amazing Grace,
How sweet her name sounds;
To the ears of a wretch like me.
I once was lost in this world,
But she found me
My hero! She’s always been the one
 
I dare say, this is no eulogy
This is the tale of our epic love
Embedded in the sands of time,
Till death drew us closer.
 
She lives on till this day,
Not just in my memory…
She surely lives on till this day
Not just in my heart…
Grace is alive!

by;

Kenneth Olusanya

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DEAR SPIRIT OF GOD

FAIRYTALE COME TRUE