FOR YOUR LOVEWEAKNESS by Simpa Omoluabi
I high priest high like Melchizedek bless
You loveweak with gifts strong for your weakness.
Naked touch of a naked soul within
Tells me the fish dance is ‘bout to begin
A rainbow of birds in a brain-forest
Make songs for a bird with a yellow crest.
Love’s crescent eye creates a shadowmark
On this land, a shadowmark for landmark
Decays of love smell worse on the smell curve
Smellier than death is the decay of love.
The rainy lights of the August
circle
Solemnly put their hearts to recycle
Strange friends are coming I must meet them first
Lest money mongers insult their request.
Copyright ©2018 FOR YOUR LOVEWEAKNESS by Simpa Omoluabi
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