Moment Of Love-Storm Poem by Ifeoluwa Philips

Fire quenched by romantic dance of water
Whose garment full of ecstasy
Blooming the shame of a singing fire
Silently diminished the tone of pride singer

Love amidst all odds
Craving feelings oxygen
Fluting hard eulogy of love
With passion the brass singer took over the heart

Crashing cymbal shouting my love
Wait for me by the river's bank
The potter is near the river
All muds will have filters of new hope

Singing breeze whispered softly into the street
Wait for me, the fire is quenched and water is dancing through the lust street
But my love, wait for me, on the way, I will cover you till the storm is over.