In my heart
I feel the stampings of dancing feet
I hear the boomings of joyful drums
A song is perching on the lines of my soul
With a poem my mortal lips cannot try
Where does this paradise come from?
I'm lost in the realm of unseen gladness
Could this bliss I now see with my eyes
Still be a trance or a dream
The last thing I remember is your name
The last thing I saw was your face
But if I say I love you
Won't you think I'm a liar?
And a pretending player
Or will you take the stage with me
As I dance to the melodies of angels
To the rhythms of love
© Olatuja Oloyede
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