This meaning wasn't the reason Not in the cards...not in their books But the state of things simmered In sweet burn fires of poetic Cross-fires slowly drawing From rich scented roots Of budding acquaintance.
The reason wasn't a selfish feeling Of one out to run the other through Not in the cards...not in their books But when the run of things boomed In witty exchanges, affection grew In careful range of surprises Only the matured, could In sincerity handle.
The reason wasn't a flash of affection But the beginning of genuine bonding. A private consummation wasn't in view When showers of sweaty droplets Turned a peaceful outcome, A snuggle was in their cards.
The reason was a meaning in a season Of bomb blasts and imploding rains, Political mishaps, misfits and pain. When the fear and noise of fixing Common interests lost its hold, Feelings of sincere affection build for the bounties of Genuine friendship.
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ReplyDeleteThis meaning wasn't the reason
Not in the cards...not in their books
But the state of things simmered
In sweet burn fires of poetic
Cross-fires slowly drawing
From rich scented roots
Of budding acquaintance.
The reason wasn't a selfish feeling
Of one out to run the other through
Not in the cards...not in their books
But when the run of things boomed
In witty exchanges, affection grew
In careful range of surprises
Only the matured, could
In sincerity handle.
The reason wasn't a flash of affection
But the beginning of genuine bonding.
A private consummation wasn't in view
When showers of sweaty droplets
Turned a peaceful outcome,
A snuggle was in their cards.
The reason was a meaning in a season
Of bomb blasts and imploding rains,
Political mishaps, misfits and pain.
When the fear and noise of fixing
Common interests lost its hold,
Feelings of sincere affection build for the bounties of
Genuine friendship.
Eriata Oribhabor
Lagos-Nigeria