COME NEAR FAIR LADY Come nigh fair lady shall I mummify That beauty in verses come century Your beauty shall be forever deify In April. This your beauty buttery my Pasture like sunflower. it’s afternoon Of my life, stay long with me till night calls, When time upon your brow will cast its dune Your epithet shall be runes upon scrolls Unveiling to young lovers ethereal Magic of love deified when doubt allay. In paintings we shall abide in aery, In songs we shall be a hymn of solace. Tarry with me in March, I shall sow seed That in life’s ember months shall not recede.
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Owolusi Lucky is a Nigerian Writer. He has published in magazines, anthology and journals including, Noctivagant press, Crosscurrent, America Diversity Report, Afrorep, Decolonial Passage, arkorewrites, Hallowzine, Overtly Lit, Scars Publication, SweetyCat Press,Dietmilkmag and others. He shares his thoughts at: Africanmighty.art.blog