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​                                         sunset
                               
                               We watched the
                               trees play with fire,
                               their  hair aflame in
                               the evening conflageration.
 
                               The sun hung
                               low. We sat on
                               the park bench
                               kissing the horizon,
                               holding hands watching
                               love link our fingers
                               to hearts,
 
                               then flow into the
                               furnace behind the
                               trees,
 
                               wondering if
                               affection will be burnished
                               to the purity of
                               priceless gold.


AGHOLOR LEONARD OBIADERI  holds a Bachelor's degree in the English Language. He teaches in a  secondary school in Delta State, Nigeria but also finds time for his hobbies which include writing poetry and reading crime novels. His poems have been published in Barnwood International Magazine, L E S Review and Shortstory Journal.



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