Paul Oluwafemi David
This wasn’t to be told or at least answered
by popes and reverend sisters,
this wasn’t to be explained by mare mortals
Who’ve not weeded in the
bailiwick of true love and attachment.
I will tell you what I’ve seen and experienced as the truth about why lovers hold their hearts for a walk, I will tell you what has been and will always be for lovers clenched together into the spirits of immortals using a medium of love and unquenchable furnace churn.
Lovers hold their hearts for a walk and scrunch their launches into a buffet of unforgettable memories.
If the cloud becomes pregnant with dense meekness of bareness, if the heart becomes a sphere of desolate cloudiness constricted by time and space, lovers hold their hearts for a walk.
Lovers strangle their hearts into making covenants to live and feel, they hold their hearts when the cloud of the senses has dinned alone to nurture grief’s and leaks.
Lovers cast their shadows in the world beyond; lovers cast their shadows in realms beyond.
I will tell you why lovers hold their hearts my dear reader,
lovers hold their hearts when the cloud becomes rock stars and rug stars of needed closeness,
Lovers embrace their heart through the confines of space and time; lovers liberate their hearts above the chimney Paris hotel and motels of memories.
Lovers hold their hearts for a walk to avoid the terror and shock of fervent loneliness that has become rich with miseries, lovers hold their hearts for a walk when the pulses and beats of the heart has exceeded the junction of cardiac arrest into dashing comma.
If thee senses becomes a dullard, lovers hold their hearts, if dreams retains boredom lovers hold their hearts.
Lovers hold their hearts for a walk when happiness has become stories, myths, fables and legends through prolonged isolation and castration.
Lovers hold their hearts hearts for a walk when dreams dance in stagnant lakes of unfathomable bareness.
Lovers hold their hearts for a walk when bleakness, wildness, dissolution, solitude and famishes has greatly become a neigbour in the soul, lovers hold their hearts when breathing is varnishing to dyspnea, when air is becoming colourful with poisons.
Lovers hold their hearts for a walk when the hearts is squeezing out and leaking out its happiness and ecstasies.
Lovers hold their hearts for a walk to synchronize their hearts rates,
They hold their hearts for a walk to synchronize their hearts into one, to wipe away cataract densities from their soul, lovers hold their hearts for a walk to synchronize into resonance and harmonic unity.
When lovers go for a walk their hearts unite together to be one and vibrates in absolute agreement.
I will tell you my dear reader why lovers take their hearts for a walk; they take their hearts for a walk to come back with a single heart of freedom and democracy.
Paul Oluwafemi David is a Nigerian who fell in love with poetry watching the beauty of nature, he is a student of professor Wole Soyinka and Ben Okiri. Currently he is a student doctor at the college of human medicine university of Nigeria Nsukka with a strong mandible for the wonders of the universe. He has been published in AFRICAN WRITER and PRAXIS MAGAZINE. His work is about to be published in TUCK, BANGALORE, NANTYGREENS and KALAHARI