Monday, 20 February 2017

LOVE IN ITS DREADFUL FORM by Funmilayo Ojeniyi.



The atmosphere was filled with a sweet scent,
Tall and thin, black and attractive ,
Beads swirled around her waist ,
She wiggled past me with an aura of confidence,
My heart did a complete somersault,
A feeling of restlessness dawned on me,
I felt an unusual yearning to love,
I sneaked behind her but my shoes won't stop making the kon kon ka music,
I moistened my lips, I really want to talk to her



"Eerrm!
Asabi, Adunni,
Arike mi, Anike,
 Asake, Apeke, Ajoke, Abefe
Awelewa, omo dudu bi koro esin"
I cajoled in a clever tone,
Without looking back,
"I'm not those",
she answered in a quavering voice,
But it was beautiful and soothing, I loved her more ,
Please, I really want to know, I persuaded
She took a few steps and stood still,



Then she turned around...
I staggered..





Alas!  She's without a face.

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