DIALOGUE ON ROMANTICISM_ 'NWANYIOMA' BY AJAKAYE AND SUNDAY.

AJAKAYE STRIDA:

Her eyes like a kiss in my head!

her legs so straight as a die.

How shall I compare you to the physical?

While the metaphysical cannot dare you.

This affection is becoming a debt

I should pay through my bleeding pen.

SUNDAY: 

Glamour of nature is found in you!

Traces of perfection, all in you.

Should I seize to mention it?

The fact that the sun sneaks on you?

Your beauty is like a cascade of water,

gushing from the soles of my father's stream.

Flowing with serenity and ecstasy,

Do I really need not mention all these?

You're a rose,

but yours is with no thorns.

RASHIDAT OLAMIDAYO  AJAKAYE

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SUNDAY SAHEED.