The Familiar stranger

She crept into my heart again whispering,
Her voice calm with a tempting pink lips.
She tempted my lips for a bountiful kiss,
I never declined of her sunflower fragrance.
Her legs as pretty as a goldfish in the sea,
She is black and beautiful like the Ebony.
Eyes fashioned in a perfectly caved sky;
Nose, housed in an intelligent coven of faith.
She said she would paint my love million times,
She called her name Muse; My Muse star.
A perfect woman I saw in the sofa of my eyes.
"My heart is your sanctuary not mortuary" she said
"Use the pumping of my blood to write your
name on the journals of my veins of history"
We talked at a length like husband and wife,
We held hands to the field like two lovers.
I paid attention to every word she said to me,
She said she is not going to leave me till eternity.
We hug thousand times and I offered her coffee;
For I have not seen a visitor as kind as she is.

(C) John Chizoba Vincent
Voice Of Vincent 2016