Ayo (Joy) Poem by Babatunde Alimi

How does one describe Joy?
Is it how cheering it is to feel her skin?
Is it how gripping it is to curl those shoulders?
How compelling it is diving into the sea of your eyes?
Can it be how you drive your gait?
The motion of her bum?
Or the magnitude of that posterior?
Maybe not

How does one describe Ayo?
The stern look of strength
Exemplary compassion to others
Admirable sense of wit
A glowing presence for order
And her exquisite variant of Bespoke smiles that never ages.
Definitely yes, I want such an Ayo.