Leonardo’s hands


Wedding bells you see

Rang so loud this morning

Open up those doors

Let her walk in slow

Everyone watches as her face glows

There she is. My wife by tomorrow

I loved her

She loved me

What was left

But then just as she walked in to Celine’s my heart will go on,

I see the girl I want to spend the rest of my life with

Wearing blue wearing only blue

Blue like the pendant in Leonardo’s hands

I shouldn’t stand here

Melissa shouldn’t be walking towards me

When I know right now that the girl I want to marry is carrying her veil.

Three children and eleven years later

I still know as steady as Leonardo’s hands

That the girl I was in love with since that day wore blue she wore only blue.

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Pencilmarks and Scribbles Magazine was founded in 2017 by Clara Jack to be a home for African writers, asking them to come as they are and giving them room for growth. The publication aims to give back to the Nigerian Literary scene for the things it has given us.