OSIRI (BEST POEM FOR JANUARY, 2012)
It's
been a while my love
It's
been along time since I last saw you
A long
time since I felt your soothing tan
Against
my tender skin
Four
Decembers have passed my love
Four
Decembers since I last smelt
The
smell of your paths
Inhaled
the rare aroma of your unique recipe;
Your
hudgepudge of dust and hay; of fur
Feathers, brewing honey and clay
Soaked
in the sauce that you make
From
melting the chocolate off my skin
Do
forgive me my love
Do
forgive me for I have wronged you
I have
broken the ritual -
My
promise to return and kiss
Your
patient bossom
Each
season when the sun
Races
to finish
Another
lap
But I
have come home now my love
I have
come to you with a consolation
Anecdotes and tales
Of my
adventure in distant lands
Tales
of many a city I have conquered
Tales
of many hot breasts I have denied
That
yours may be the only that my hands caress
I have
come home
That
you may teach me your patience
And be
patient for me.
But
alas, in a little while my love
In a
little while for only a few more days
Will I
put up with you
And my
feet shall sail me away again
To
distant corners through tributaries
I do
not yet know, nor see
I do
not intend to make you jealous,
But I
shall go, and I shall kiss
The
daughters of many tribes
For I
came to you this time
And you
provided me no comfort
Not
even a stone to lay my weary head
But I
shall return my love
I shall
return to you for the love I feel for you
Will
withstand even the desert storms
So I
shall return to you with the spoils
from
other lands
And I
shall build me a little hut in your little heart
Where I
shall be content to be
Woken
by the mellifluity
When
you sing to me your morning songs
With
the gay voices of the early trushes
And to
dance with you in the afternoons
To the
harmonic duets of the bees and wasps
And
fall asleep upon with you
In the
evenings, drunk with fresh palm wine
After
our moonlit dinners
Hmnnn,
indeed i shall return to you my love
I shall
return when i have exploited the daughters
Of
other tribes, of their tart and lubricious affections
And I
shall bring to you my pure love
Kissing
your nape perfumed with the myrrh
Of the
wild Meligna
And
your virgin lips sweetened with the sweetness
Of the
tropical udara and caressing
your
virgin breasts my virgin maiden
Till
the shy sun shuts its eyes on us
And the
tired curtains
Drop.
