- if i am to love
i would love the warmth you offer
and your sighs that gets me doing things..
i would love your flimsy ‘xcuses
they make me believe
you believe in deceit
i would love your new otukwu hairstyle
that gets those male folks
at Isingwu gazing..
i would love your already-faded mkpuru oka
and how you combine it with white….with black
anything, to match.
i would love the way you lit the mpanaaka
to sit innocently on nwaanyi noduluokwu
to prepare dinner.
i would love how you place the water pot on your head, and dash out to Iyi Agbaani..
to fetch water.
i would love everything,
everything, even you. But no, not!
my lines intentional.