What I Thought Was Poem by Olaleye Azeem Oladipupo

I once thought of Love as a little spring in floating rocks
I thought one has to strive round time to reach it
At times, I suppose Love comes on a lashing angry wind
Or accompanies the throaty roar of a fuming thunder
I thought Care is hidden in the manes of dark sleepless clouds
and one has to ride with the Sun rays to get to it

I thought Affection lies on the edge of the Moon's rings
Sometimes, I assume its buried in the blades of flying sward
I assume its lying deep beneath the thighs of a young virgin
and only comes with the painful flow of blood
I thought Love is locked away in the hostile talons of an Eagle
I thought one has to take wing to air to grasp at it

But I found Love resides in a broken heart
I found its wrapped in the cry of an hungry infant
I found it concealed in the eyes of a dying soldier
I discovered Love is confined in the howling lashings from an angry father
And then I realised Attention comes in falling rain drops
And Care lies in the pleasing melody of a love song

I see Affection escorts the tears of a widow
I see it rolled up in the struggles of another fellow
I understand its folded in a tender warm smile
And I see it locked in a warm hug that says Goodbye
I realised Love is sealed in each portion of a shared piece of hot meat
And I understand Love comes with a simple 'Good Morning'