My Online Crush
Her profile is in my bookmarks, because on my face she leaves a mark.
Where Words Find Their Wings
Her profile is in my bookmarks, because on my face she leaves a mark.
I miss growing up, down in the village, between hills on the green sugar belt of the West,
Daughter of Mother Africa A mixture of beauty and goodness,
Don't let me sleep with dreamers Don't let my light flicker,
She had seen greater than me, she had seen them fall, When I was introduced to her 17 years into my life,
Humble, keen, calm and blind, thats how he felt
A generation, blinded with a false composure, short lived as the tales of the wild,
She looked at me with eyes anchored by tears, she couldn't even wave at my disappearing figure,
From me to you : Its been a long time since, longer than my expectation,
I look back with a frown of a smile, its been miles, I sit in the shade with the wise, its worth my time,
Evening, after the sun set, and after dinner was over, My eyes caught you in your evening glamour,
Stretch out your hand child, stretch it out to me Close your eyes if you wish, I won't shut mine