I WANDER

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Sometimes, I wonder,
Do my words warm your heart in this cold world?
Or has the Sun,
high up in the bright skies of Abuja,
made you prefer a cold loving?

Do I excite your insides
the same way the butterflies
that dance to the tune from the sound of your voice
rupture my stomach walls with their little wings?
I wonder...

I wonder,
if I still have the same shattering effect
as a sledge hammer has on a dressing mirror
or does my presence merely feel like
darkness at midnight - uneventful?

Does your love for me still go deeper than a baritone ?
Do thoughts of me still flood your mind like the streets of Lagos Island in the rainy season?
I wonder...

I wonder if you still have mad love for me,
or has your love found its sanity?
Would you kiss me in the rain again,
and touch the chilly hands Pneumonia?
I wonder if you could do that for me.

My soul searches but it could be in vain,
my mind would wander, my heart would Ponder,
would I ever be the wind beneath your wings again?
I wonder.

- Jaay