Letter To My Love Poem by Tunji Ibrahim

Hi, Cutie: What people say makes no impact as long as my judgement serves me right. Even if I don't want to say it, your thinking grows bigger and bigger in my head. When I try to look further, your love holds me harder. I never knew how it feels... until I found you. Divine you are. Maybe this is enough to define you. Maybe it's the way you whisper to my ears, the sweet nothing that triggers the switch of your tongue. Maybe it's the way you carry your seraphic body, maybe it's your unviolated response to the monopolistic stimuli of body chemistry. Maybe it's the sweet smell of your physical presence, hanging in the air long after you've left. Maybe it's the eternal purity of your womanness. Maybe it's the veiled context of your virginity that which I alone unveiled. I know perfectly well how it feels like when you lie in my arms with all the sweetness of marjoram. My head now empty of thought as you open for me the gate of paradise through the smashing freshness of your body. Touch my soul with the tip of your finger. Kiss my heart with the kisses of your mouth. Your shining beauty, the favour beyond the smell of roses. The kiss of my lips, the flesh of my bone, the body of my body, the blood of my blood, my heart, my mind, my soul, my cutie, my fantasy, my ecstasy. I cannot but wear you in my heart with the eternity of love so we won't fade away with the test of time.