Arìyíkè Poem by Gabryel Nuechie

As a child I would stare the skies
And find the clouds pose like stairs urging me to touch the stars

I saw meteors flee restriction like giant fireflies
And constellations like gold dust scattered across the dark vistas
As a child I loved the night and all the things it made bright.

But then at dawn I was left lonely... again

I saw night no more
Stars melted into the hot blue skies
And life hurriedly lost real meaning to me as I relived this damning yore

Hot winds broke my skin like wild fires
But then I always kept my gaze lit, awaiting the first star awaiting my soothing friend, night

And then she came. But no, this is not night

She sparked the remembrance of an aurora, a radiant beam
Her smile made me forget the splendour of stars
Her gait disregarded the doggedness of any meteor stream

Wait, did night hide her from me?

I loved her instantly better than I loved night
Her eyes outshone the brightest kindle
As she relegated the brightest spark without a fight

I found a new way to describe beautiful
I found what I had for night is fondness
But what I have for her is Love so dutiful

She feels like night, but a brighter kind

I will cherish her
More than I cherished night
I will be so close to her
Ever basking in her precious light
I will wrap myself around her
And never for a minute would she leave my sight

But she wonders woriedly if night would accept her

Surely at dusk I will take her to night
So night could see one fairer
Then I will whisper enthusiastically to night
WE HAVE THIS ONE TO PAMPER.