My heart is
a den of ions
With each
sparkle their charge I breathe
No; your
charge I mean
Like the
twist in the name-Oliver
Never ever
leaving this insatiable state
Though never
stopping my eye-state prostitution
For you,
I will become
the wind
Fly with you
over the mountains
To land, and
then land in the sea
I want to
drown with you in the ocean
With me in
you I am certain of wetness
We could
become the water bodies
And make
ourselves the man-made mermaids
Our aquatic
supply shall become a source
To the
aphrodisiac mammals, to make them gods
And back on
land we will turn into fire
To soften
the iron hearts; to make them love
Their eyes
shall only see the million sparkles of our love-making
There and
then their hormones will kiss hypnosis
I know this
love is in desire for adventures
But every
day I want to be buried in your earth
Another planet
fills me with no satisfaction
Even the
white lava of my volcano
Settles no
better with the landing you give
Hence, the
burden I bring I plead you carry
For this
love can never rest in peace
Unless it is
buried in the cave found in your earth
This love is
a drug abuse
It will keep
me high for a while
But I will
come again for another dose
This love
can never satisfy me
Yet this
love is the only one that appeases me
© EnigmaTic Olumide
10-08-15
2:45-3:00PM
Oh wow, hmmm, I need a second read.
ReplyDeleteLol. Thanks Kemi.
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