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Feb 2018
Be the horns when you blow poetry into my ears
So I may dance
Or snap my fingers in accolades

The imagination
Writing you into my pages
Hoping the words would jump out at me
And hold me after the first stanzas

Piano keys
Press my soul
Hear the tuning
Tighten my heart strings

On stage
You perform
I surrender as your audience.

Ifeanyi N. Okoro II - © 2018
Written by
Ifeanyichuku Okoro II  M/HTX
(M/HTX)   
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