I paid the fares to the City of Lights
Looking for you at any rate
At the corners of Herald Square
I read the pedigree of the unicorn
Searching for you on any trace
I eavesdropped on the mantra of the Nietzsche
Hoping to hear your pitch per chance
I combed the exhibitions for the blind
And wondered how far away you were
I trekked the Naoshima in hopes of you
But you were here
Next to me the whole time
Waiting for the moment
That my eyes would open
The minute that I would realize
How elegant you always have been
© GBOLABO ADETUNJI/ AYOKA
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