Insomnia Poem by Timothy Ogunsakin

Every night do I have confab
And frends keep asking of her
'When will she come...?
I'm in keen to see the sonsy dame'

Every night do I see her musicality
Siting on the facade singing
Her fingers on C-major
Mine on A-flat
Both in chord alternating duet
'My heart is yours...
To you do I give my love

Every night do I see mindfully
The constant image of her face
Shining like one of the heavenlies.
I lingered over her face
But in the darkness of my doubts
She lifted the lamp of love
And I saw in her face
The road that I should take.

Every night shall be a day
So say Fortune
The face of the African Angel
Shall mine face
That her knees fall in submission
Becos she's a been-to
Who sees me a responsible bloke
Whose future is translucent and promising
The two shall one be
And have same rhythm of love
Insomnolence shall then be horny night.