Hold me close
Till your warmth
Fill this void
Of chill.
Hold me firm
Till our hearts lock
By the grid
Of our hands.
Lose me mild
Let my skin
Breathe the breeze
Of your breath.
Kiss me slow
Till the heat
Of passion
Burst up this storm
Looming in our loins.
♦ Favour Chiagozie Ebubechukwu is an Editorial Staff Writer and columnist with the WAP
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