Night by Owi Ocho

To Night Tonight

To night tonight
Milk my soul in milky moon music

String songs of season
Of your blackness into my ears
And let me grow fat
From the protein of your music

Grace my watchful theatre
With dancing stars, let
The music of crickets and frogs
Steal out sorrow from my soul
As I set to race in watching

Your beauty lies in braid calmness
Of your silence. That adds valour
To your taste. In all fashions
My ears is full with your splendid
Wordless music.

© Oko Owi Ocho Afrika

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