Duet ‘ POETRY TRAVELLING IN LOVE ‘ 

Duet ‘ POETRY TRAVELLING IN LOVE ‘

       Traveling in love

Ajakaye :

Girl, let me take you around the world,
you will name it tour,
thousands of happiness will pour,
pour all the sun on my Miss World.
Eyes gazing at my moon,
hello honey… I am yours earlier than soon.

Claire :

You say those words like it is possible,
yet I’m tangled in those webs,
needs no soothsayer to tell me my forever,
in your hands I live forever,
tour me round the world,
in you I place my trust.

Ajakaye :

Moon of my starless night,
just a minute, I walked deadly on the world’s site.
Searching and searching for hope,
hope until I found love in your dove.
Dove of purity and affection,
steal my nomadism to expectation.
The bleeding earth knows
you worth more than my pen knows.

Claire :

I waited anxiously,
maybe mixed with fear
but your smile rings like the cathedral bells,
and whispers swiftly
like the gentle breeze.
I fear not the future
for I see you waiting.

Ajakaye :

Fear not my promise
but rather time and it’s grease,
out of mind
is that of the tomato grind ,
kill my heat with a securing sun ,
guarded by your eyes as Jackson.
Let me see your feet
when I cut the chains of my treat.

Claire :

Time and tide my mama once taught,
a lot passes by,
our story will not be of the grind.
Nor of Romeo and Juliet,
in life we stay in envy of haters
and admiration of friends
with you I will stay
to fight the giant storm.

Ajakaye :

Prodigies will tell our stories,
like waters match segregation of tories,
we will capture bamboos,
lit them to rekindling fires,
take the horn sticks of kangaroos
and appropriate good love in mires.
Darling, honey…
I am not here to keep you horny.
Taking time by the forelock,
dead or alive, I am your luck.

Claire :

We will stand against time
and stray not apart
shall fight the unending battle.
What is love to die for,
when we can live forever?
My sorrows abort it,
my tears abort it,
my fear abort it,
I feel a foetus of perfect love in me.

Ajakaye :

Don’t be researcher on my mind,
I’ve killed my soul to be kind,
kind to the love of fantasies,
painlessly sinking in promises
as dry farming land after prophecies.
Baby Claire… You are smile to my earth,
Your feet puts a sun on dark earth.

Claire:

I will write our love,
not on the bay
for the fierce storm
It will stand.
Our tale shall be written
on rocks in the cave of prosperity,
my love shoot far like the bow.
Even in feminine,
I stay filled with your love,
my e ternal promise to show not your back.

Composed by :

Ajakaye Rashidat Olamidayo. 
and
Adaghe Deborah Claire.

Note:

        Check out this duet as Ajakaye Rashidat Olamidayo dives to the bottom of poetry, penning words of paean as a man and Adaghe Deborah Claire keeps her head above water playing the sounding romantic role of a lady.

 

 

 

 

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