Lower Cases Of God’s Image

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale:

Butterflies- Day 18

Lower Cases of God’s Image

…a man in love is so close to God, he can hear his heartbeat. -Romeo Oriogun

& even kiss the fire on his skin.
& because we are lower cases of his image,
when we live the word love, we shut our bodies
into strangeness & call it home,
we break boundaries & walk into lost places
knowing we’ll always be found.
It’s how I fell for your charms
without dashing against stones,
how your voice speaks to my aloneness
-shrinking the air to yellow solitude
& memories seeking a door to wetness.
they say there is something always missing
from the story of boys without backbones,
& I do not lie, it’s the way
you bend my reflection to salt,
the way the things you do travel down
the lane of my soul with lamp & bliss,
& the way you do to me
what fireflies does to the night.
Anike, twilight is here again forging your face
on the blank pages of my thought,
I’ll sink in my bed & wonder how is it
that nothing burns my imperfections
to ashes flying to beauty- like loving you
& running deep into your name
to the long lines of women like my mother
whose hand is a sea of care & affection.

© Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale
Undiluted Poet

Olabisi Akinwale
Olabisi Akinwale

Poetry, prose and the wonders in between.

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