I look at you all over
And you flash you teeth
Glowingly like sunlight
I look at you all over
And you swing your waist
Gracefully like moonlight
It is not to detest
But to attest
That I look at you all over
Contours and crest
This twin – balusters
Of your front – yard
So splendidly erected
Their jingles are like belfry’s
Beckoning me to the gallery
Of a master- hand
The gothic threshold
Of your courtyard
So assiduously engraved
I can’t wait to traverse its loft
That bay of your backyard
So opulently baroque
I behold it is there our world revolves
I look at you all over
With thought not impure
I only revere
The strokes of the rare sculptor.
© Lanre Adebayo
May 15
May 15, 2026 at 4:45 PM UTC
I look at you all over
And you flash you teeth
Glowingly like sunlight
I look at you all over
And you swing your waist
Gracefully like moonlight
It is not to detest
But to attest
That I look at you all over
Contours and crest
This twin – balusters
Of your front – yard
So splendidly erected
Their jingles are like belfry’s
Beckoning me to the gallery
Of a master- hand
The gothic threshold
Of your courtyard
So assiduously engraved
I can’t wait to traverse its loft
That bay of your backyard
So opulently baroque
I behold it is there our world revolves
I look at you all over
With thought not impure
I only revere
The strokes of the rare sculptor.
© Lanre Adebayo
