August 6, 2019by Dami Ajayi

Tuesday Poem by Som Adedayor

voyage
—for Tèmi

tonight, the moon longs for shadows,
let us offer ours; let us offer our ears
to the angel strumming the lyre;

the sea thirst for lovers
let us fill her shores with our tongues.
the womb of the earth
do not tame blossoming flowers.

then why don’t we lend voices
to the hymn sprouting from our lips?

cuddles are roadmaps to the stream
that gently flows in the hearts of lovers.