Freewill Amon

(18th Sept 1987)

She


Her eyes glitters like the icing on a cake.
Bosom so smooth like hot loaded bowl of pounded yam
Her breasts are like bunches of grapes
Her kiss is a drug I take and feel so dizzy
Her touch caresses me like the evening breeze

The touch of her boottie feels like the influence of alcohol
The aura of her presence is like the aroma from my favourite diet.
The sound of her voice is like that of a loner's pet.
I kiss her on her lips standing at 5 feet,9 inches
I open her bra for a little play and she says, baby please...

Looking at her in her mini-skirt, I feel like trading places
The dark road between her legs, is like a way to a treasury
Her soft pretty lips, tastes like fresh cold palm-wine.
The 'little thingy' between her laps is like a honey comb
She's like mouth-watering dishes brought together as one-
I remember that when I see her in her black panty-hose.

Looking at 'the twin in the balcony, '
I feel like going back to my cradle
They are like gazelles-
Marvels of an extra-ordinary creation.

She looks at me with a fiery eyes
And blood rushes down to my groin
I'm watching as she stands before me in her brief
And that feels like sitting before a fixed hot plate.
She is my cherry and sweat-pea
The special one who spins my head round
Especially when she goes... down....

Submitted: Saturday, May 18, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 11, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

This is a fantasy about intimacy. This is the way I hope my woman will make me feel. And the height mentioned is my actual height.

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  • Rookie - 95 Points Ellias Aghili (8/3/2013 9:48:00 AM)

    very well written. Every word is made of a nice emotional portion. Love the way that the feelings have been spread. (Report) Reply

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