No Full Stop
The titanium in me explodes and burns
so much that even oceanic amounts
of the waters cannot stand its rage.
I adore you and reverence your body so madly
that the awareness of my breathe
stands a great chance of permanent amnesia.
You turn me on to the glory of an evening’s tenderness
and litter my erotic desires with the fulfillment
of a new dawn’s scintillating glamour.
Mere sight of you puts me on the pendulum of pleasures,
swinging from one end of passionate comfort
to its opposite end of immeasurable happiness.
You’ve never disappointed my longings
and my devastating cravings of you
with that systematic and naughty soul-rehydrating
ability of your eve’s tantalizing instincts.
You are that special design, technically drawn
by the heavens on the white board of my heart.
You’re that simple being, molded with elements
of complexities which are bagged by
such softness of womanhood so capable of converting
a winter striken garden to a completely green yard.
Who’s the chosen one of the codes of your hidden treasury?
Love is definitely a beautiful thing
this union has captured it in an irresistible bedroom,
so let the fire keep on burning to bed it well.
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2016
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