My Unwritten Poem

There have been poets before the sun rose today
Who weaved words and gave them life eternal
But you,
You are my unwritten poem

No words I find that befit the crust of your existence

I tell you,
How I wish I could play the orutu,
But your presence in silence is music enough
To get my heart dancing

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Post Author: Eric Onyango Otieno

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