ROMANTICISM: 'TEARS OF LOVE' BY AJAKAYE STRIDA

Tears of love,

you are such a man I shall love,

not just a fulfilled reality

but breathing on you till eternity.

I might be too busy

but your kingdom is my choice,

my palms on the cabinet never lazy

to be the best woman of your kitchen.

I will bravely pound yam,

swiftly stir amala

and serve you the best Kenyan draw soup.

Have I ever seen?

Seen any who fed my sexual hunger

as the swiftness and rigidity of your rod.

How shall I...?

Whom on earth has filled my thirst,

sown my heart like the tailoring affection

of your crystal clear cuddles.

My smile has come,

your choice is the voice of my bed,

skeleton of my domestic forest,

I know you are confused and bemused,

the sweetness of Mecca fruit is by experience,

I know what I feel and what I protect,

what I protect for my home in Kenya.

Now you reader, hold my hand;

love is a forest 

but can be tamed when you meet your Right Shine,

when flesh decays, skeletons last longer,

yes !

Now, I feel Okomi in Msafih.

AJAKAYE RASHIDAT OLAMIDAYO

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The poet personae jubilates that she finds a man that is truly hers. She admits that no matter how good men are scarce, every true man would still meet his true woman.