AFFECTION, LOVE, EMOTIONS, FEELINGS, ROMANCE, WARMTH AND DECEIT.
Like the aftermath of a potion
A spell I dare with caution.
Beyond the sophisticated feelings of the first time we saw
It’s the constant thought of you that I adore.
The lingering of rioting thoughts-(ah)
The intrigue of a voiceless word.
A music to behold; a melody for the soul.
Yet, a tango for the heart.
In the cleavage of your chest
Lost in between you thigh-intrude into bodies
And let the duvet be our buddy.
It’s a disease that eats deep into the bone marrow
To oneself, an invitation of sorrow.
In hate or love similes
The affections hinged around erections.
Love fa, love ke!
Wahala lon je!
Cursed by the compendium of my emotions
Could I not coat them with emulsions?
Feelings fill my heart like a clustered field
Oh gods, be kind and let laborers yield.
I think of the word, the place, the people, the act-part of scripture
She delicately caress, a designer’s work of couture.
I was cold
But thanks be to…
Deceit is always what It is
And oh, it smells like shit!
Come close to me my beloved
Shield the arrow of cold from me.
Every time I see this lady with her lips so pink
I know my heart will always beat with a wink.
He smiled and opened his teeth
I wished he never offered to greet.
You came into my life and there was light
You stole away and darkness became my companion
The thoughts of you taste like ice cream
And I will scream to make reality this dream.
I bask in the warmth of your love
Like the flora and fauna seek the sun
The mind of a man is a labyrinth cord of web
The spiders could entangle little.
‘Ina son ka’, she said
But I could only think of my car.
Cataclysmic didn’t seem right
But for one I could fight.
What is it that a mad man requests
A wish for his garbage’s best?
Feelings for a jaunt; to Ghana I must go
But a welcome as cold, a perfect place is Moscow.
In Rome, act like the Romans do
But in the bush, I’ll need you.
What goes around comes around
What burns gets hotter
It was dark, it was a hole
It was close, it was a nose’!