If I must
If I must be truly sanctified,
then must I find my soul
in the temple of your eyes,
let the sky say love has made
me pure
If I must be anointed by passion,
I must first experience
the magic of your arms
wrapped around me,
then my heart shall be like no another,
it shall sings immortal songs
of a profound happiness
If my ears my hear
the laughter of joy,
I must first see the smile
that makes my soul electric
till it shocks all opposers of love
like a tazor,
the smile from your lips
If I must know the word sweet,
If I must know the meaning of sweetness,
my lips my touch yours,
where I shall find the nectar of love,
whose taste never fades away
If my heart must proclaim
me Hercules, then I must
know your name,
then name that makes me
walk on the sky,
the name that makes the warm-blooded cold
and cold-blooded warm,
your name.
By Kakraba Afful
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