Memoire fatale.
Memories of our time in the woods,
Knight me with a thousand knighthoods,
Memories which hallow an otherwise common place,
Where you resurrected the dying sun with the smile on your face,
When we watched the doe and the buck,
Grazing daintily with the grace of swimming duck,
Deer romance which made ours pale to nothing,
Oh that magical moment I will trade for nothing,
Memories of you in my arms,
Memories which turn against me with arms,
Which nourish a killing desire,
Light an all consuming fire,
Desire for one more time,
This time we'll celebrate with the finest wine.
© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary
