Hey love; hey heart.
It’s been a while
I know; it has been a while
These days I have so little to do with your smiles
Plenty noise outside; can we stay inside?
Don’t be afraid; nothing’s changed
It’s just been a while.
Could you sit over there; let me fix you a drink
I like the way your eyes soften every time you blink
Here’s your drink; do you like how I rub your feet?
Just relax, stay a while; what do you think?
I want to ask questions
Questions to clear my impressions
Clarification to guide my reflections
Reflections to learn from;
Learn from and give you, perfection
I’ve been distracted lately; that’s no lie
Been busy too – so much on my mind
But you’re the best distraction, occupying much space
Between my eyes, my chest – yeah all that you take
“Why do I matter so much?” you ask,
Why do you matter so much? Jamb kweshun!
We never had much time from the start
But how long does it take to light a spark?
To recognize beauty? You’re the muse to my art!
My first sight of you; smiling from ear to ear
The smell of the air around you; sunlight in your hair
Look; will you come over here or should I come down there?
Oh! I so love having you near
I love you. Period.
What; you didn’t know?
I believe in actions; words are too lazy a show
But I am speaking now; so listen close
To the first in a series; your weekly dose
I love you here, I love you there
I love you far, I love you near
I love you drunk, love you sober
Love you under, still love you over
Love you in Zaria, love you in Kaduna
Love you in Jos, Sokoto and Abuja,
Love you in Lagos; the centre of everything
I love you my joy, my heart, my peace
I love you from Benin – all the way to Warri,
I love you in Anambra, Port-Harcourt, Calabar
Down to Cross Rivers, I’ll cross rivers all across rivers
Love you so close the warmth will make you shiver
I love you in Kenya, in South Africa
Love you in Ghana, Dubai, Madagascar
Love you in the UK, the South of France,
Yeah, from the top of the Eiffel Tower I’ll declare my stance
Love you from Chicago all the way to Houston,
Love you always like the early days of Bobby and Whitney Houston
Love you obviously like the rhymes in this poem
Love you quietly; subtly like the truth in my fiction
I love you on a shuttle to the moon and back,
Love you on the bus or a camel’s back
Love you on the BRT or an okada
Love drinking garri or eating dodo and rice; ofada
I love you. Period.
And somehow; I forgot to tell you that
Maybe ‘cos you’re not here and that’s a fact
Your voice in my ear; the sound of your heart
Your tongue when we kiss; how can I forget that?
But I love you.
In Togo or Timbuktu.
And the din from the world outside can be deafening,
Facebook, Twitter, millions and millions of data
BBM, 2go, Whatsapp and all that chatter
It’s too easy to forget what truly matters
Well then. Here we are.
So I switch everything off and think of you
The day becomes sunny and the night so blue
Write you a kiss to take everything from good to better
An outline of my heart within words of a love letter
I love you. Point blank period.
Through missing girls, bomb blasts and Nigeria’s uncertainty
This I’m certain of.
I just need to know if you’re feeling me.
Are you feeling me, love?
Excerpt from “Me. A Story Of Love In Rhyme”.