IN THE PAINTING OF POETRY

TO MY BRIGHT RAY

To my bright ray amidst twinkling stars,
I shall peruse the water
          falls from hills of nature.

Iyawo mi,
Orente mi,
To this letter, I write to your heart, soul and body.
For painting my heart is you.

In your smiles
          are secrets of happiness
And in your touches
          are eminent clutches
    of alabaster smoothness
Your lips,
          minted chocolate scents
Your skin,
          sweet fragrances of undiluted beauty
          Need not be filtered for tis a harbor of perfect.
In your words,
            Bedrocks of comfort,
            Peace
            Love domain; roses.

Ever witnessed blooming roses?
Their moulding sweetness
Oh la la,
Heaven is all there is with you.

To my dear bright moon,
How can I forget that the udara tree we meet
Gets too comfortable shading us from
            the looking eye of the moon?
For to it,
We are saddled destined star crossed lovers.
To my world,
You are Venus; fragile heart - tough soul.

Amidst dark crescent nights,
Sparkling stars, moon craving to peep
                  on earth
You are my brightest ray,
Take me lets sail away on Apollo's horse.

©Arnee Akpan (2019)