Linda Ojo

Cloudy morning, eyes focused on you.
I would have begged the sun to shine a bit brighter,
knowing you would love the view.

Hushed the birds,
pushed the wind into a box.
Your every heartbeat and word would be heard.
Let them echo loud and clear in my ears,
as I run my hands through your locs.

Throw everything else in darkness,
hold you as long as the sea roars.
Go cold, nothing can break through,
enjoy oneness.

Cut ties with my dear pride,
store the blade, I want all of you.
Like the groom to his bride.
And the tears I held back?
I would let them fall,
every drop saying I love you and want you back.