Nameless man

I fell in love
with his words,
That draped comfort
over the damp walls of my
solitude.
He was without a face,
but his voice echoed rhythms
that drummed resurrection within me.
He fell between the cracks,
He stepped over the broken shards
of a fragile identity.
Painting portraits upon my lips,
He
loved
me
slowly.
He curtained sunshine over my heart
and wrote peace under the soles of my feet.
We moved in melodies in midnight whispers.
caressing the complex knots of sorrow
between these legs,
he forgave the confusion of love.
Kissing life into the emptiness of my past.
He dwelled deep within me.

Author: Iwalewa

Well, I've always had a passion for writing. I would describe myself as a feminist, a womanist and a humanist. Poetry is something I've developed a great passion for. Apart from that, I also spend time reading...although this might make me come about sounding like an introvert, I still like to think of myself as an extrovert! I love making new friends and meeting new people. I hope this blog allows others to share and enjoy my work and hopefully share their views and opinions about various issues :) View all posts by Iwalewa