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Heave in sight

Born as a man and ruled by my own passion
Even when am economical with little details
The entire picture is not permanently awful
Bypass flaws, bring me up in conversations.

Easy on the eyes, but some times I will fail
To do all you want of me, there is no rule
Burning desires remain my only distraction
Either ways, you mustn’t cut off your fluffy tail.

Though I might have taken my eyes off you
Bored to tears ironically by your godly seduction;
Even when we make mistake writing our love tales
The love stays eternally new, am still into you.

©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Tone: More, forevermore

Pick up a ring; a wedding ring
Silver or gold easy to hold,

Examine it, look out for spots
Showing origin or its ending;

You would not see where it was sealed
Let this love be smooth, round and free

And like a ring, please let it bring
To the heart glitz; precious and sweet.

With no ending just good loving
Pouring out more, forevermore.

©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Tone: Mrs me

Satisfaction is the result
Sandwiching the gigantic cake
That she effortlessly bakes.
These love portions are the sweetest
So authentic far from fake
Someday she has my name to take.

©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Tone: Sauces and pots

In cooking pots,
Her spices and salts
Makes the best sauce.

These cooking pots
Are love enduring
All steams and ashes…

The spices and salts
Are little things
And more she does….

Her sweet sauce is
Enamoring-
-Love, seen in us.

Gladdens my heart
Her kind of love
Could rise dry bones.

©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Sonnet: Twenty second April (22-04-19)

It all began reluctantly
My trap caught fish in an ocean

Love at first sight, definitely
Grew in words and in actions

All the questions I asked gently
“Yes, I will”; that was the portion

Walking the aisle; seriously?
Baking cakes for celebration

Who would have guessed accurately
That you will be my possession

Good for me, emotionally
I had this strong obsession

My heart purring; affectionately
Without you; it ceases to function.

©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

#Vinify19

Marry yourself

Why are you scared to love
Is it that heart do not resolve
The ones that came are now left
No more books on the shelf

If you want an endless love
Pick a puzzle and then solve
Marry yourself; except
To restock empty shelf

In secrets of endless love
Transaction is all it involves
Bring a heat, ice will melt
First have, to love yourself

©2017 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Unveiling her (16th Sunday)

Do you remember the African lady
I once said her beauty never dies?

She brings me comfort, by the bay
She is my sweet sanctuary lane;

I love her not for her gorgeousness
But because of who she is…

She is the cathedral of my soul
Compelling me to eternal flame;

She is my sugar, she is my fame,
She is my pleasure, she is my pain;

She is my lightening, she is my bulb
She is my pride in this affection job

She is my friend, sister, mother and twin,
Unveiling her, for she is my thick and thin

Evil and her can’t dwell in a sentence
She is my key and she is my lock

She is my celibacy changing status
She is my wife from April the 16th sunday.

Author: Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
(C) April, 2017.

Dedicated to my sister (Onyeche J. Ify) who weds next Sunday (April 16th, 2017).

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