My uncurved feet you washed, naked,
bathed my lashes and quenched the
thirst in my tongue . . .
That was when I knew you.
Upon our barren stones and desolate
vegetations, Iyiocha, have you succoured,
brimming gently in ring-shape, pen-mould
and dark enclave among sharp sands under the sun;
......
My uncurved feet you washed, naked,
bathed my lashes and quenched the
thirst in my tongue . . .
That was when I knew you.
Upon our barren stones and desolate
vegetations, Iyiocha, have you succoured,
brimming gently in ring-shape, pen-mould
and dark enclave among sharp sands under the sun;
......