Moto Wamwanga

Rookie - 120 Points (09 July 1987 / Samba(Democratic Rep. Of Congo))

My Dream When Having A Nap - Poem by Moto Wamwanga

My tiredness was so deep
That I just had a good sleep
In this sunny, hot evening
In which I saw your nice lip

Shining like a diamond
In a Sahara sun, your blue
Eyes like Mediterranean

Sea and so hypnotising
Like a morning of winter.
Your skin, in the same

Sleep, was so brown
Like almond that I thought
It was nicely painted with

Cappuccino and also softer
Than Iranian rugs. I miss
Those delicious kisses I

Gave on your Bohemian,
nice neck, small, long and
Beautiful in this dream;

Your smile that gives
Appetites and power
To run even a mile,

And your angel
Voice like a seductive
Melody. Your wonderful

Breasts were really up like
A rocket, as round as criket
Balls, delicious like Irish

Baileys. This is my dream
Each second that I spend
Far from you seems to be

big hell while every second
You spend in my huge arms
My mind relaxes, I'm suddenly

Lost, very lost and find
Ourselves in mythological
And Divine Paradise where

We can enjoy our passion, our
Love in a new, clean planet
Under inspection of rose

Flowers, amazing birds
Or peaceful and lovely
Animals. Truly said a

Lover is a real SLAVE
And surprises as well.

Topic(s) of this poem: love and art

Comments about My Dream When Having A Nap by Moto Wamwanga

  • Moto Wa (7/3/2014 12:09:00 AM)

    Thank you brother. I honestly appreciate your contribution. (Report) Reply

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  • Gajanan Mishra (6/10/2014 8:16:00 AM)

    lover is a real slave, I like it, thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 25, 2014

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