I swear, before even death
can make me depart,
never to return, that your
eyes, gleaming with life
are potent to make me live again
and even if I don't see your eyes
and the days seem to wrinkle with
age, your fragrance will be
the adorning esteem that keeps
me young
And when I return home,
my father will say, that De-graft
comes with a confidence,
a radiation that is beyond meditation
and breaks all walls
so
In the symphony of harmony do
I come into your arms everlasting
that I may find the fortress of my dreams,
and in your fame may I dwell,
never to go back home,
because my existence has been made nude
before you;
so
I pay homage to your lips,
blissful with the glass of melody
as mine do play it like a
harp from Hermes
I look into the diary of your eyes
and read where I reach the shore
and the oceans kiss my feet
I again, give praise to your being,
its brightness,
that your fondness of me will be your charity,
till your smile gives me nourishment
my sanctity shall be refreshed
and sanity, that roamed in a spasm,
finally returns
My hands can never let go,
or part with the one who becomes my pride,
and with a chest that widens
story of my boldness shall be
told by the firelflies till they
reach the ears of a lion
It will be the fairies' beloved song,
and the duet of harmony,
they shall know of this strength
and be amazed by the gracious grace
I have found
so right here,
right now
this moment
take my heart, I know
it turns to fire in your arms,
take my heart,
I lay down my pride,
to be astounded by this perfection
I will never live to see you cry
anymore,
I will be your handkerchief
to wipe out those tears,
so,
hold my hands,
and thereby we be immune to destiny,
we shall lived froever,
like the sky which sits on the
throne of life,
hold my hands,
feel the powers you have given me,
what then speaks is the glory of love,
the reasonless reason, for which I
do what I do; sweep the winds,
polish innocence, sweeten bile,
outsparkle lustre; just to see you
It does not matter, whether
the wind snares my feet,
for you, my blindness smiles
because it is a darkness made fortunate,
since your eyes became mine,
and I saw the real me
I am thus, a walking mirror,
transparent, pure as chastity
since your laughter,
eclipsed my imperfection with greatness
And I can promise you this;
I shall defy viscosity to make
you flow like the living waterfalls
then deny the lion's roar
to make you lioness, queen of the jungle
that reigns and reigns for forever;
I shall be the candlestick
that tells the story of your statutory glory
with an unconsumable light,
yes, I shall;
I shall be the wind, that makes
you float as light as a feather
and the air that you breathe
Dail, I will pray to your heart
and hope it never dies,
because you make me immortal.
S.T. By Kakraba Afful
S.T.