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by Shola Balogun

The thought of you is
to me quite resplendent
like the stones
of the pyramids
at the border of Egypt

Your angelic eyes
stir in me
the music
to lovers’ ears

My love
The spicery
in the words
of your lips
is like cumin
and alluring
balsam oil

Your voice
is as honey
for sweetness
My darling

My love,
each letter
of your name
is like fine linen
with embroidered
work from Damascus

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