Come, Aduke.
Let us walk into the forest,
away from the piercing eyes of Iya Agba.
Let us lie beneath the starry sky
and let the trees watch as our hearts are knit.
Let me bury the pains of your heart
in the depthless pit of my soul,
where love is endless
and strife is brief.
Come, rest on my bosom.
Listen to the rhythm of my steady heartbeat.
Tilt your head toward my stomach
and hear the butterflies hum your name,
Aduke.
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