Enebeli Prada (Nigeria)
Behind the yellow flowers of the ancient mountain,
I have waited for thy love n still will
wait till thou knowest that my perfect
being only complete when thou art
with me in communion and in union.
And if thou o tellurian maiden deny
me of thy love, it shall be tormenting
more than the pangs of hell and cold
far more than the city of the Odin god of Asgard.
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