When the sun rises at daybreak
I long to see you before it’s dark again
Cold, hunger & nightmares would have kept me awake
Waiting for your laughter to dissolve my sorrow like salt in rain.
You must see how sick and dry I look
The memory of when I kissed your moist lips last
Is scattered by the evil wind that nearly shook
The sacred cord that bound our hearts from the past.
If you look into my eyes, please see tears that blind me at sunset
If you hold me in your arms, please feel tremors that flush through my blood
If you listen to my heartbeat, please hear how painfully I regret
Stealing your laughter when you were glad.
Forget not then
the risks, the sacrifice
& the tears I shed
for love that is deeper
to me than life.
It is your deep love that I know
Which heals my pain and lifts me high when I’m low
It is your deep love that I need
In hard times, to warm and nurse my heart not to bleed.
About the contributor: Wafula p’Khisa is a poet, writer and teacher from Kenya. His work has been published in The Legendary (issue 48), Aubade Magazine (issue 1), The Seattle Star,The Beacon (ebook anthology) etc. magazine and Best New African Poets 2017 anthology. His work has also been published in French. His blog.