"For him" by Bankole Kolawole

Her soul fled... ignited

Like a car engine...

Still, he steered hard on her timid face

Oh passion mixed with tension

Even at a Praying Ground?

On her, he kissed with words

making her dance and say cheese.

Into her soul like showers of waters

Penetrating her resilient heart

With words, rhymes and rhythms

As such..she scattered her Brazilian hair!

At every little chance,

she, of his name, chant.

Even in the belly of struggle,

she leapt in bubbles with jumping smiles

Wow! the - vocally endowed!

Little wonder, that feeling of 'somehow'

caressed the walls of her pointing pistols

As she murmurs ...with a loud silence.

Painstakingly combing a breath of fresh air

in and out of her very unique nostrils,

like a helpless lamb in the altar.

Culling the angered joy of distance.

Words, rhymes, massaging rhythms

to the veins in her flowing blood,

back, front, left and right;

signalling at her swelling "Kinni"

"I will never let you go..."

The song she sang with a resounding bang

Ko-La 'wole' come in to stay, stalk me today

Into the bottomless deep of my flaming hill

‘Cos from 'Maba, she, in irony surrender,'

Her head, her shoulders, her feelings, her soul

Like they've long belong

To Bankole Kolawole, her funky, naughty Lover.

(NB: Maba is a place along Lagos-Ibadan Expressway, Kinni is a Yoruba word for 'thing')

Bankole Kolawole (stage name: BankHALL) is a poet/essayist, spoken word artiste and a graduate of Accountancy based in Lagos- Nigeria. He’s the convener of SOS Poetry Slam (Nigeria).