THE PROCESSION

Alexander Adewole

Biography: I am a poet of many worths An amorous quest for my heights Of many who care to listen to my thoughts I am a poet of many desires

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Tuesday 6 November 2018

THE PROCESSION

Evening is closed upon me
Numbness stalked in the quest
As colleen flashed piquant libido
Passed in the cackle's cries within
To the call of the rooster crow
Flapping its wings in attention call
To mate, and watched.
We, the nebulus hiding faces, hidden unseen
In habilitation shrouds
Are watchers to this game, too.
Though, evenings watched the passing dreams
Impaired manhood, dead mine sir!
Lessen aphrodisiac to nymphet's offer
Odd, still passing feelings entwained
And there I stood still in my watch
To this proud feather flapped wings
To the glorious entrance
But her soft subtle touch
Like the Siberian goddess, dead mine.
Dead to the glummed of the inate feelings.

By Adewole Alexander