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Its been awhile since I posted a poem, here’s a poem I wrote last year featured on Pretty Different’s Blog. I wrote on the photography of a lady sprawled on grass above, giving a story to her image.

Photo 

By Alli Olamide

Encryption 

By Victoria Olajide

I was sprawled in his arms, swinging my hips to the sound of the music. 

I’m cold in your hands, whisking around the dance floor. 

But my eyes are fixed on my one true love 

Staring into my transparent heart 

Your cold kiss then reminds me 

Maybe I fell into the wrong hands. 

…ruffles and crumbles, manifested on this weed as I lay. 

Broken like woods, mud and clay. 

Like magic, you bore me, contouring me & defining me in the right places.

I’m plastic, evenly spread in a confluence of thoughts. 

Broken at a snap, heavy at a touch 

Ridden like rips of paper…Still I was in the wrong hands 

Now he unfolds me in the depth of his words.

Years and years of written words, pictured in the palm of my paper

I love you even as my womb cries with your kill 

The rhythm of your fist reverberates in me still

Do you miss me? Sprawled on the grass waiting for you. 

Two withered Roses, Waiting for Bloom.

Originally posted on Prettydifferent.wordpress.com 

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