One Night Stand
Last night a passerby was made satisfied
He ate from my most valued pot
And staggered at the drunkenness of lust
For i offered him the sweetest of all my meals
There is pure bliss in feeding a stranger
Such did i get when my apples i offered
For a man in need did i but rescue
When i spread my wetness to lubricate his tool
And tasted of me did he thereof
To grace his craving with more than enough
I made so light his journey once tough
For a man feels like a man when he makes love
Like a cold night awakened by the heat of passion
I aroused him to a state of sweetened satisfaction
Condemn me not for my careless one night stand
I was but generous in giving my most enticing land
Upon the tablets of kindness should it be engraved
My heroic deed, for that lonesome man i saved
Neither with meat, nor bread nor fresh wine
But with that between a woman's thighs
by Adams Elizabeth Oyarese
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