PAPER RING
Saturday, 6 am
You’re asleep. my fingers slowly run through your thick eyebrows. I wonder;
But God creates, you know
Chi n’eke ife!
He made the stars, the oceans, man, woman
Then, He made you
Saturday 6 pm
You are a different being in the world
Human, but with a little bit of god
Imperfect, short and sometimes, impatient but
Your heart is filled with love
Your energy commands the ground beneath your feet
Adaeze says it’s because you’re closer to it
Sunday, 6 am
It is a little weird but
you remind me of Chicken Lollipop
Soft, appealing, good looking and utterly satisfying
with a touch of true Nigerian, so maybe- Chicken Akara
Four years and four million cupids between us
Twenty four years on earth and
I can only think of forever with you
Sunday, 6 pm
You will say ‘Yes’ when I ask you to marry me on Monday morning
Before great patriarchy and gender roles see the sun
I will write a letter and read it to you on bended knees
The sound of Ingrid Michaelson’s Wonderful Unknown will creep in on us through your speakers
And you will take my hand in yours and wrap me into yourself
Slow dancing to this song we both love
Ready for forever
Monday, 4 am
….forever is all I want with you Chima
Will you marry me?
Paper ring made from page 477 of Americanah
You stand up
You cough
You let out a little laughter
You take my hand and my ring
You say,
Stand up Kamsi, we don’t do that here.