Agarau Adedayo writes

Stale love

Someday,

I will dis-tune myself

From the songs I sing.

I will sing something different from

The tender caress lying in your touch

The different route words carved on your lips.

I'd write something,

Not about the nights we danced in the rain

Or the demon that runs when your beauty sparkles from afar

Not about the promise that shivers in your eyes

When I pluck the stars and nail them in your balls

Or the scent of love that burns incenses

From your bosom to my temple.