The Dreamer... Poem by Rabo Sanusi

Each time I close my eyes
That astonishing sculpture appear
Made me addicted to my bed
Just so I could see her in my dreams
Who'll save me from this scrutiny…
How could I be in love with someone in my dreams
Who only visits me in imaginary world
But her pix remain fixed in my eyes
With the skill of a sniper
I molded her replica in my art room
She's the perfect angel for me
But my friends all think am possessed
With all sincerity, I succumb
As all corners of my house
Is decorated by her unique glamour
Which I've sketched in different allure
To them, I am sick in the brain
But to me, am been driven by an angel in disguise
Patiently I'll watch my dream burst into a blissful reality
And then, they'll realise
My dream was only a myth
Demanding my faith to transform it
Into my awaited reality…