Written by: obi ikwechegh
You are my Mecca
and my penance,
in your eyes my soul is bare..stripped of all pretence.
your passion flows after me though i run
meandering through an endless maze that leads
to depths where i will rather float.
You are my Everthought,
when I shake you out of my brain you settle again like
oil after rattling the cask.
..when you judge me you call me WEAK.. CONFUSED..
yet you are my landmark for my way back
for only when i can trap my heart in its Utopia
will i come back
then will i share my heart without shame and say
you...you are my LOVE