You always were my focus

At the centre of my locus

Of you I thought day and night

Whether in darkness or in light

I feared to let you out of sight

For fear that you might not return

Or into something else might turn

You later became my poem

For me you turned to an anthem

Of you I wrote myriads of stanzas

While I sat under the canvas

Searching badly for the answers

To scores of questions about life

Causing problems that were rife

You have now become my song

The only one for whom I long

Of you I sing with harp and lyre

For you I wish, crave and desire

With passion that burns like a fire

That leads me like a guiding star

Till I find the place where you are

Toyin Taiwo © 2012