An Epilogue of Lust

 

Let’s make it this way  &

Hold not even a thing against each other:

I feel like crashing into you these days

& Not to be redeemed again because

To me [ you are a song too wordy to be forgotten]

There are some lines in your body

That haunt me down with thr(l)ust for you.

I quest not only for your curves— of course there are more to that.

I’m not longing for a full night;

Not every dust finds home on water.

If only you will unleash this demon once more

& Again    allow it to dine in our bodies  till the

Heavens accepted our incessant offering of orgasms.

I feel like crashing into you these days &

We can make it this way  &

Hold not even a thing against each other.

 

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Samuel Akorede, Poet and 2018 Chrysolite Writer of the Year – First Runner-up. He is an undergraduate student of University of Jos, Nigeria. Some of his works have been featured in several anthologies & still forthcoming in magazines such as Parousia & myaceworld respectively. He’s someone who loves to watch it rain, look at the moon and everything natural.

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