Joy, your thoughts buried by distance
Resurrected in memories shared
Never lost in the absence
of your presence
Your fragrance, a
radiance of my balance
As a stance to dance,
but with my lance
Not the last chance I
fight my plight
As slow as a snail,
the feeling of meeting you grows
Faster than the pace
of a ‘cheetah’
As the riches for
your crave pave’ the way for you with no cave
With Joy, I stay
younger in the morning
Grown into noon but
older at night
Like the brightness
your beauty glows from a picture
The newness of
everyday
Eclipsed by the
darkness at night
Right for the renewed
Joy all day like a play made for all ages
On my mind, the locus
of your focus stays always
As a course not log’
into with a password faded by expiry
The words read pass
the message with no age
Dedicated to Joy, a sweetheart in a million.
Written and composed by Kehinde Taiwo
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