The night is naked,
moon and stars hold hands
singing sweet melodies with love protected.
only great minds understand the power of holding hands.
The night blows naked cold
my thought is full of your pretty face.
I desire your precious naked body to hold
that I may sing to the sky in this place.
The stars twinkle all the way,
but your smile is ever embracing
keeping kindness to meet me on the way
as my mind thinks about you, pacing.
The night is meant for the strong
the strong at heart with love to keep
with smiles so sharp like a garden prong
keeping hearts together never to weep.
The night is naked
and the thoughts of our friendship inspire.
my thoughts are fair, not wicked
as I write my verses which inspire
Author: Maxwell Onyemaechi Opia-Enwemuche
Opia-Enwemuche Maxwell Onyemaechi is a master storyteller, a poet and a novelist who loves adventure, culture and uphold God. His poem, The gods are Angry was listed in the anthology, Footmarks: Poems on One Hundred Years of Nigeria’s Nationhood. He has written a full-length novel, The Oracle of Isieke which is available on Okadabooks through the link. http://okadabooks.com/book/about/the_oracle_of_isieke/13500 . He is a recipient of the maiden edition prize of Festival Poetry Calabar held annually in Calabar. He is currently working on a collection of stories. Catch a glimpse of his poetry, short stories and opinion on https://maxxzymusdapoetblog.wordpresss.com