I see the stars, Akanke
in the twinkle in your eyes
oh starriest of the maidens.
It’s there in the allure of your touch
the soft caress of your voice
in my ears
and the liquid way, it warms its path
I see it, in the stir
the quickening of my heartbeats
when the glare of your gaze comes my way.
Jingle jingle it goes
The ringing of your laughter
and the bounce in your steps
as you saunter by.
It’s there, in the silky feel of your skin
the heat of your touch
the taste that pleasantly assaults my nostrils.
It’s there. All there.