Letter To My First Love Poem by Olusegun Sotade

Letter To My First Love



After few months of work at Internationally Partnered Training Centre from the 1st of June,2009 with my OCP,
you joined as a university graduate and nymphet of VIP.
I couldn't express my love feelings at the thought of your father's friendship with my boss,
but the rift which emerged like volcanic eruption made me to woo you by force.
 
When your love, as the whole essence of my being, is getting out of reach,
then it was not enough to reminisce on the nonsense which shrouded my wish.
This realization energizes my effrontery against what supposedly be an apology
to a switched gear of dramatized artistry to eliminate your cognitive dissonance through a centralized topology.
 
Hope you remember how risible the whistle my lips blew in ripple
of 'my man in the middle standing like a pointed needle' as a joke to erase the niggle
caused by the rift but flabbergasted I was, as your laughter escalated beyond measure.
Thus commenced the starting point of our golden relationship as unforgettable treasure.
 
Fresh as morning leaf with a crown of wet dew is the memory of our first snog.
How can I forget the journey you enforced on my finger through the red tunnel of bristly cave?
Ever-blazing is the sensation of my palm to abseil the slope of bristols down through the valley to bonbon you freely gave
to entertain my phallus in a serve-yourself party I denied for a mutually-agreed promise to be deflowered after our wedding is smug.
 
I nicknamed you 'Kinky' not truly for whom you are but for the experience you made me to cherish in capital 'YES'.
It is a pity that twenty nippers cannot play together for twenty years.
I met you at age 24, you presented me a gift of ttdalk-footwear on my 25th birthday in 2010.
But fake 'TM Lewis' I could afford as your birthday gift and you wore it one day before giving your housemaid.
 
You fought the centre manager for my sake knowing my job would be saved by being the best Oracle Instructor for that year.
You paid for my smart phone and application form into University of Ibadan - DLC programme
to study Economics, but I refunded the paid expenses against your wish before your wedding to another dear's
tie in holy matrimony we envisage to have - I will take the whole blame for yet ready to hold down your arm.

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