Friday 2 March 2012

Transparent Bottle

My arms run the full perimeter of your waist
As I lavish you with kisses: No time to waste
I kiss your ears,cheeks and forehead
Concentrating on your lips soft and sweet like Agege Bread
Sweeping you off your feet we approach Mount Olympus
I pray for long distance not a hundred meter race on the race course
Like a ripe Banana I peel your clothes off
Revealing the beauties behind the Prada, DnG Gucci and other stuff
You whisper sweet nonsense into my ears
As I narrate my ordeal waiting for you all these years
You tell me how you feel lonely and bored with your man
I promise to never leave you, by your side to always stand
Feeling like Mungo Park I explore your full anatomy
Hoping to give you a time never experienced in History
I approach your core amidst your subtle moans
You draw a map on my back, in turn I spill some groans
I call out your name, in return I get a slpa on my face
As my ears pick the choir singing Amazing Grace
'Boy don't tell me you were sleeping again'
'No Grand ma I was Praying' I lie as I try to subdue the pain
But You oblivious of how a man feels
Maintain your stand by your man my pastor on your high Heels.

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