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Love gets busy (wishes)





Whether I allowed my body or the other way round, I couldn’t tell
The heart just fell
And like tasting a forbidden fruit, I came under her spell
Oh! Her body like a crimson flower, I could smell

She made me smile when I didn’t have to
A reason for which I cannot define
Seeing her made me sweat like, love raining
And my feelings become reactive like uranium

Her breathe within her life falls on me like dew
My desire to smile back, long overdue
She talks and my want for her lips sued
My thoughts to reason becomes glued
Yes! love overdose

I feel a merge of bodies from head to foot
And our hands hunger to touch like food
Our noses teased as long as we could
The need to have her like livestock brood

Reasons didn’t matter
As no part of our bodies became private
Our skin sweats melting like sun on butter
Chest ridges standing so ovate
Twin towers leaning against six packs, fortunate!

Till our frenzied embrace begun to quiver
And clothes had to give up
With ours hands moved up
The saliva on our tongues hooked up

Our noses brushes each other again in kisses
As our mouths tease each other without paying fees
And please! Her voice cried for intimate eases
Feelings uncovering as love gets easy peals  

We could stand no longer
Our touches were all over
Then our hormones grew older
They moved from their holder and
And begun to surrender,

The next unimagined minute was magic
Panting became one as our breathe turned non-allergic
The word “intimacy” became pathetic
We then qualified to be described asthenic

I can afford to stay within her breath the whole year
For I suffer labored breathe when she is not near
A violent passion for each other we revere
Unveiled bodies like Adam and Eve in Eden we share
To be unconditionally sincere

And “love” the vilest crime we enjoyed
Its priceless heart we have devoured
Its odious gift of flesh against flesh we have gratified
The glorious moment it preserves we have vivified

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