Masharia kanyari

Rookie - 103 Points (Kenya -East Africa)

Cleopatra Feet - Poem by Masharia kanyari

I am in the green champagne bottle on the sand by the sea,
I am in the red panties that last night I helped you yank off,
I am in the memory of a mind numbing orgasm you suffered from,

I am in the distant scent of perfume masked by your musky female scent in bed,
and yet among these chaos you still love me,
maybe not with your heart but definately with you feet,
which make haste to come to me,

I love you with my ears wide shut,
you love me with your legs wide open,
you are far better than any woman I have ever had,
you are equivalent to ten women on the street,

You are what Bonnie was to Clyde,
I love that you are mine for now, in this moment that we are in between my sheets,
with your devil's charm and cleopatra feet,
claiming you were mine would be incredibly naive,
so lets make merry now when times are fit,
for the only the gods know the whys, the whens and the ifs


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 27, 2012

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 27, 2012


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