LOST IN LUST
Don’t mourn dear family
I have found a place so comfortable
It renders earth incomparable
I am lost in lust
soaked in dust, bathed with rust
Ah! This place is like eternity!
Pure, sacred, I think one of the angel’s commodity
Allow me, maybe once, twice or more
Pure me, not with diluted massage but raw
I would not do it again!
Arabinrin, ero mi ni ko koko ordain
I am lost in words
Long for lust
Ouch! This place is like eternity
Pure, sacred, I think one of the angels commodity
Don’t you know how I feel?
Wanting, horny…rubbish, don’t you know you can kill?
I’ve learnt of Carolina
But your body tortured me like Hausa bilala
This feminine must be poikilothermic
Wet! Now! As if she contacted a chronic epidermic
She seems to be heterotrophic
My body she lives as if she’s saprophytic
Inspired by a poet
(c) Seyi Omotoso, 2015.
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