A City

I dream of Lagos mornings,  rainy Lagos mornings,  horns blowing,  hawkers trading,  my hand perfectly fitted in yours.  I dream…

Damilola

August 20, 2012

I dream of Lagos mornings, 
rainy Lagos mornings, 
horns blowing, 
hawkers trading, 
my hand perfectly fitted in yours. 

I dream of Lagos afternoons, 
 stormy beaches, 
 palm trees swaying to a rhythm only they can hear, 
my smile reflected in your eyes. 

I dream of Lagos nights, 
a city gone to rest, 
its heartbeat calmed. 
Asleep in each other’s arms
Dreaming of a city; 
buoyed by many waters, 
buoyed by love.

Song of the day: Ne-yo – Sexy Love
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