Adeniran Abdbasit Adeyemi

In my mind,
a candle burns,

its flame your name,

its light an altar of love.

Smoke rises from my heart,

a whisper of fire 

that time cannot quench.

For they say 

no one can touch

the ocean’s end—

so shall your love’s melody

echo from the north to the south,

an endless tide washing over me.

Come closer—

breathe me in,

and all you will 

find is your essence,

woven into my being,

spilling beyond 

the hills of Ìsẹ́yìn.

Enchant me—

let your words be a river

soft and unceasing,

drowning 

my loneliness 

in tide.

And when I settle, 

still as dusk,

stir me again,

gently, 

tenderly,

with hands 

like winter’s

first snow.

For in the arch 

of your brow,

I seek the salvation

I have longed for.