Let's Make Magic together

EZINNE IGBOKWE

The thin line between love and hate pitched
Its tent in your eyes on the day the phoenix
Broke its wings and fell from the clouds, lying
Just two metres from the barricades of your heart.
I remember you crushing little rocks against your
Shadowed cave of a body in a bid to exonerate your
Conscience from the flames of a mass of dancing fire.
My mother used to tell me that hatred is no friend of
Any man. Now I not only immerse myself in the ice lakes
Of the territory, I also steal some warmth from the fireplace;
I not only enjoy the swish and swoops of the tingling air, I also
Communicate with the ancient pillars of the earth. These four
Elements altogether no longer bear grudges with one another in
My world, just like the way the words from my poetry hug and
Stick to the corners of your smile. I was the art in all your science
Projects. Our worlds liased and we were ready to make magic together