Between the confluence of your legs,
Rest a sacred place,
A treasure waiting to be seek and explored.
Two succulent fruits,
To be plucked, sucked and devour.
A virgin land layered to mowered,
Ploughed, ridged and cultivated.
The two pointed mountains,
Are a site of mass attraction.
As a tourist, I am keen to climb and hike
till they fall flat like the wall of Jericho.
The tight hole between your legs,
Is a land of many mysteries,
Drier than a desert, tighter than the needle’s eye.
Holy, unexplored by any explorer.
With my firmly standing rod, i will find way,
Thrusting deep in and out rigorously,
Till we both swim in oceans of sweats.
I am moses, the lord of the staff,
With the slight touch of my miracle,
I will open my path in your red sea,
And i will keep thrusting till I reach the promised land.
Muhammad A. Kabeer is a 300L social studies student of the University of Ilorin. He is a young writer and an aspiring author . He loves to write to explore the events and happenings of the society. He had a poem (Coffee) published in Jide Badmus‘s curated coffee anthology.