Like Hieroglyphs Poem by Stephen Omolori
Like Hieroglyphs
Like an Egyptian prince reading the hieroglyphs
Written by the princess betrothed to him in the times past,
That is how I am elated each time I see your braids.
From the hairline on your forehead
Going backwards and down to your neck,
The letterings of your braids enlumine my heart.
It is sweet that upon the head that the braids adorn,
There, thoughts about me blossom.
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