Domitila
She stood languidly under neon light
Scant -clad bossom shine in erotic glory
Her tresses dance flippantly like reeds of the niger
Rag and ropes hung carelessly-gorgeously on curvy cliffs
Her recklessly red lip
Draw lustymen from the possessive warmth of their wary wives
As tiro-ed lashes coquetishly
Lead them to sheol.
Copyright © Oyedokun Adejonwo | Year Posted 2006
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