Lover of my youth,
Mist of my young eyes,
Art that my curious hands adore,
My whole body shivers,
Like a hundred years slave.

Throw caution to the winds.
Disown common sense.
Forget about everything.
Stay with me.
As a dog at the shrine of my lies,

I took all in.
And became clueless.
Not dumb shit.
Just remember,
Anytime I cross your mind,
I, too, am capable of emotions.
I, too, am human.
I, too, can take risks.
Don’t call it senseless.
Love is already senseless.

Author: ifeadedeji

I am a graduate student in African Studies at the Center for International Studies, Ohio University where I work as a research assistant and Editor of Africa@OHIO Blog. I hold a bachelors in political science, and use this space as a container of my thoughts.

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