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i will lead you to places
that will hold water in your memory
hand in hand on sandy beach
i will be the memory on mountains
reading poems and smoking weed
i will be the lady with the bowed heart
sipping wine with holy communion
i will be the lady on the street with the throaty laughter,
the solemn one at the bar, cradling a picture
that brings sad memories
we will eat lunch in fancy restaurant
and dinner in local diners
i will be the memory
you see everywhere you go
i will haunt you in places you least expected
i will be the faces on your walls
the one at the grocery store
the wild lady at the bar
the blank spaces in your book
i will etch deep into you
a memory that will trail you to your death
i will be the laughter on the street
the heavy silence in the air
the bubbles in your fizzed water
the choking pepper in your food
i will haunt you forever with a love
full of promises and dream
a love that died before dawn.
BIO: Odebode Karimot writes from Ibadan, Nigeria.
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Really cool
I love the idea
Captivating lines
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