Lily Isong

August 18 - Nigeria
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The whirlwind

The whirlwind

The whirl wind,
I figured would be a natural disaster
sweeping across homes, disrupting the eco system
An occurrence that gives no time to breathe
To feel, to think and then live.
I saw the flames, the spiraling motion of the wind
I walked right into it.
can't hurt, won't hurt.
So I thought.

I saw myself, my image, my senses
flying across the fences
with the "he" that broke my defenses
I was caught off guard then blown away
Completely, totally.
I want this, and that and a little bit more
My claustrophobia vanished each time his palms circled my throat, choking out my fear
perhaps he's become someone dear
My feet became flexible,
readily
circling his body
slow and steady
I gave my heart

How do I tell my mind this is for a moment.
This fondness,
it breeds loneliness
And 'tis what my heart can't take
I'm glad I let it all in
the moments, I savoured
the ups I rode
perhaps I'll miss us
who could've thought seeds could grow in three weeks.
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