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.
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.