When I will Come

When I will Come

When I will Come

One due morning
When it is very chilly
With birds of the air chirping
I promise I will come and only
Just to say ‘you’re beautiful’

That
One eventide
When the sun is at stake and just about to set
Before the yellow rays dim
And before the cows gets into the shed
I sure will come
And proclaim
‘You’re all that makes my heart leap’

And soon after the chilly morning
As the sun begins to gain puberty
And the hoe ready for use by the farmer
Maybe in the late after noon
With the shadow exactly on my toes
There will you see me
Laughing and crying out of joy
With arms wide open
That ‘make yourself comfortable in my arms’

You who makes my every morning
You who live not near not far
From my rusted tin-roofed house
And who in her power completes my being
In contemplation of how you really did it
Supra amazing
I promise when I will come
You too come shall at the right moon

So that
In zeal and will
Nothing we shall leave to chance
But have all us
In a tied repute – of how twinned
Our righteous souls thence

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08/12/2015
For Fridah Kimaiyo

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–Promised Ideal–

–Promised Ideal–

Promised Ideal

There is this woman
Who happens to sit in the room
At the back of the room, next to the wall
Does she choose to reside
Not any one time does she sit
At the front near the exit
But always seems she’ve got won’t
Of the air near the back wall

Rarely or singular are the times she smiles
Although so seldom does she frowns
In her dimples there exists a power
A power that binds and pulls like a magnet
The dimples deem a prowess sure to pursue

In her eyes
The liquid attracts, abstract, and attacks
It attracts anything of fine repute
It abstracts and attacks anything of filthy repute
In recompense
I long to stare into them
That holds the power to attract and abstract

Another week
She is here, same position,
Same back
Near the wall
She holds my desire
And controls my emotions
That today
I choose to sit at the back
Just to ride the tub with her

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08/12/2015
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