naughty

Romantic similes
Left on my answer phone
At the crack of dawn
Convince me
Of the intimacy
Behind a long distance call.

Never fully articulated
But digested over time
Our thoughts become one
Merged into destiny-
As we both wonder
Who hung up first.

No matter.

Our bond
Strengthens over time
Recurring anxieties
Over fidelity
And commitment
Fade and blend into the years.

Our future
On the tongue tips of angels
Who scan the horizon -
Proclaiming that
God is love and all else
Just a misdemeanour

By Raymond Enisuoh