POEM 351: THE MILES BETWEEN US


i have come to realize that 

i always love that which is miles away 
from roving copters and floating trains

my inability to commit to that
which is as close as my nose
to my face than my toes

the fear of holding love in scarred hands 
and having it too close 
it becomes thorns, this rose

so i let go of the gold at hand
and reach out for silver at bay

could it be that i love the thrill 
of love found across gleaming oceans 
of starlight plucked off the sky
instead of settling for candlelight?

could be there lies safety, by default,
that distance makes heart overtly fond,
but distrust stares me in the face
and whispers, 'heartbreak is your fate'

though goodnights awful be 
because cuddles i wouldn't feel
but the love that burns inside
covers many a thousand miles

from where i dwell to where you dwell 
is a bridge that spells out our heart
in letters that wear the shape of trust
and hum the vocabulary of love

but why do your lips tremble
whenever the tingly strings are pulled?
shouldn't the miles between us
be a never slacking bond?

and why do i over words, stumble
whenever the chords of passion are pulled?
but what i feel pleases my soul
this ours to share and own

from the streets of Uyo
into the suburbs of Aba
Imma, i'd love to know,
would you love me from afar?


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