Daisy Poem by Emmanuel Isuku

O my coy Daisy,
With pretence you confess
You know nothing about
The affections I offer you,
But you'll soon know....my dearest Daisy,
When we dine in the table of love -
Our skins so light like pastel earth.

O you'll know,
When the obscurest part of
Eden's paradise shall be our abode,
For the sun itself
Will leap from the sky,
Bewildered....lights dimmed....scorchingness
Smeared with snow of suprises.

Yes...the bright sun will marvel
At the awesomeness of our love
For amidst thorns and obstacles,
We shall glitter like the full-grown moon
Just above the eastern pines.

And dearest Daisy,
The wind of beatitude
Shall be our guardian angel
Kissing, during even time,
The baobab tree under which
We solemnly lay....., listening
To the soft croonings of the larks,
And beholding the joyous nightingales.

O dearest Daisy,
Come lets sojourn
In........
The garden....
Of love.