THE POEM IN MY LIP
The poem, in my lip won't be consumed by the sun

THE POEM IN MY LIP

By Evelyn Ongogo

The poem in my lip won’t fade with age
Her melody ‘s like an arrow that dares the sun’s eyeball
Waters of blue hue runs in the fissures beneath the rocks below her heart

The poem, in my lip won’t be consumed by the sun
The more she ‘s scorched, the stronger she gets
Beautiful patches of love cover her heart
Wisdom, like crown, rests over her head
Her charm tethers me in the shade down her feet
And I sip from the gourd that lays on her bossom

The poem in my lip keeps me awake all day long
To say I am wrong is to say you are lost
For the poem in my lip matures with the rise
Of every stanza.
And the more I write, the more it gets better
She is the poem in my lip.

#DICHOL

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