Wednesday, November 5, 2008

My Nakato..

You should see my Nakato
Large eyes and soot black lashes
Waving humbly to the skies.
Fine full lips
Darkened by the hot groundnut soup
That she loves to insanity

You should see her…
How she scoffs
And hides her face
When I whisper into her ears in public.

Why touch past my hijab
When it’s supposed to keep me away

You should see her
When she wails

And tears doodle on her face
As I smile to my triumphant self…
You ought to see my Nakato
When she’s happy.
And tells me not to hurry.
Yet she knows I’ve never been a fast one

You should see her
Living beside me

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