between us <br />lies a desert where prayers of David <br />can force a rose to spring from the sand <br /> <br />between you and me <br />is the vision of a beach full of allamanda <br />encircled by thorns of bougainvillea <br /> <br />yesterday you were torn between <br />weed and flower <br />between a tourist and the true paradise <br /> <br />forgive me <br />for this morning’s sake <br />I am in the melting fields <br />crumbling quietly in unsteady skies <br /> <br />you have known pools of fresh tears <br />tolled by golden bells of the Tourist Board <br />they’ve shaken roots of your plants <br /> <br />today, I’ve been left all night in the fridge <br />danced between shadows and light <br />walked like lines of ants with boulders of sugar <br /> <br />to my surprise and betrayal <br />I have been crowned <br />by wreaths of false laurel <br />drawn by a veiled figure <br />to own packets of an artificial sugar <br />this story grows in the art of poetry hardening me <br /> <br />but for now, between us <br />this road on which now rises with all power <br />berries will redden and delight spring like fountains <br />and frozen lakes crack into maps green with lilies<br /><br />Padmore Enyonam Agbemabiese<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/for-j/
