Two years
That is the time that has passed
between us

*

Today
I am sitting against your position
And memories are returning to
my mind
Gently, softly, dripping like water

Memories
Spreading like ripples in my
heart
The image of drops on a still
water

*

Time
They are now in the past, like
dreams

*

Sweet moments
Fingering and touching your
toes, your fingers
Tracing tickling circles on your
warm palm
Nursing passions I couldn’t tell

*

Today
I am here, and will leave soon

*

Tonight
I will cry because my emotion is
weak
I will water my love with my
tears
Like light rain falling on petals
of roses
Like Sparkling Beads…
(For all faded love: for Nomnso,
on the loss of her mother)

*

Happiness —–

…The sky once without a star
Now packed with baby smiling
stars
Like sparkling beads on a dark
sheet

Wayfarer, consider these lines
And find strength for your feet

(Agu, Ebenezer was Associate Poetry Editor for The Muse 43.)