Category : Poems

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Eyes meet at the nick of time
And whirlwinds rustle 
Down the depth within 
As tides toppled torrents
In a rift of rushing current,
Meandering through my veins and hormones blazing,
Still are the minutes
As smiles slowly savour the moment
So does time seem silent
When I gaze upon her flowers
With the wind whispering of her ethereal beauty
In gentle harmony like a mellifluous symphony
And all my blues trickle down my spine
For thy name is Ufuoma