A Poem for a Man Who Know Who he Is

you rose, a morning prayer / a bouquet of salt and honey, / swept through me like a tide of bata

A Poem for a Man Who Knows Very Well Who He Is

By Ekere Tallie

It took four hours for me
to stop tingling where you touched,
for orchids to quiet whispering
between my thighs

you rose, a morning prayer
a bouquet of salt and honey,
swept through me like a tide of bata

where do you come from, magic man
that you remind me I am sacred
that you ask and offer
that you replace what was taken

where do you come from, magic man
that your breath makes
each morning holy.

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update 23 January 2009