(#TheFlirtSeries)
The
sky has called us
to a dance.
As you
often like to pick
for the ball, all balls.
You
need no dancing
shoes nor special robes.
For
this, nature
generously, yield.
- the
black of gold
of my heart, - the
gold of brown
of your skin.
This
is a wet foot,
bare chest dance
with
all that is nature
in you and I.
The
trees and rivers,
our spectators,
the cloud,
pouring torrent
to outdo our steps.
Dance
with me,
with all yours
I
will be gentle
with all mine.
-Amami H.
November 29, 2022
Shanties of Lekki, Lagos