Adamu Wazani Ijarafu: House of Tender Passions

Image by Ralf Kunze from Pixabay


– For Fatima Salihu


When sunset welcomes the evening breeze

It puffs out the fragrance of your love

into my many inhalations

like the journeying anthem in the heart of a traveler


With your rain bowed love

filled within my lungs

I’ll write you a letter of many songs

It shall be delivered to the post office of your heart


I’ll kite you a poem of many passions

whose rope is longer than the roots of history

it shall stand taller than the height of infinity,

for you’re the song of birds

when the heavens meet the earth

forming a house of tender passions.

For you

I would memorize the secret

lurked in a Swahili fable

recited when a Masai warrior falls in love.

It comes in the shape of love when you say



I’ll sing you a song of happy tones

It shall be played on the stage of life’s endless drama.

Then, and only then

We would fade into a utopian universe


Poem © Adamu Wazani Ijarafu

Image by Ralf Kunze from Pixabay

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Wazani Adamu Ijarafu

Adamu Wazani Ijarafu writes from Jos. He loves the smell of air at rainfall.

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