A Chorus of a Waiting Maiden
MAN O' MAN, kiss thy maiden for the
night
Seek compassion on thy beloveth lass;
Years did trespass whilst you tarry in
flight,
Time did seize each moment a night
do pass.
On cedar trees I sit and wait by dawn,
In await due for thy home-ward
drawn.
Furlongs away from my succulent thigh
Distance away from my tender warmth
frame,
My heart in fright b'neath my breast:
Fear is nigh,
Pulsation rise 'long; I whisper thy
name.
I whisper from the tallest tree in sight
I whisper; no reply to my worn plight.
Many a time thy name I utter low
Christening thy name; stir my voice
round wind,
Hamm'ring thy name the wind did aid
a blow
Sublime to rend t'wards you my heart
and mind.
Sing on my muse, my cymbal and my
lute,
Sing to my lover; he hearkens in mute.
BY: OSUJI CHIBUEZE (PEN NAME: CHIBZ
OBSERVER)
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