Spotted Poem by David Oladipupo Olorunshola

The two were
Like touching each other
Almost complementing
Each others splendour

Gazing intently at each other
Not shifting focus,
From one another
Breathing down in a way

Like two gazelles
Spotting at each other
Because it is the season
Of their mating

One spotted,
Dark gray sky
And the other,
Spotted like a dark
Greenish dusty field

When you look from afar
Looking at them
You cannot help
But wander at nature

They melt into each other
This two, like butterfly
Touching and kissing
Prating and playing




They are cast,
Over the long stretch
Of road in their part
Cuddling and wrap around
One another

The beauty,
The splendour,
And the majesty.
Of one and only
The creator himself