The Old Companion

It was sonly yesterday That Jimmy yearned to lay And lay with Immy She wouldn’t have let him But for his pleas His eyes so sincere And love so intense Immy gave in Saw in him a companion In him she saw a lover But.. When she let him in Let him caress her long thick legs Those that resemble a healthy yam Dub her curves softly Press his cold pouty lips onto hers Then, whispers sweet nothings in her ears. He lost it While her eyes pronounced commitment He became intolerant And her smiles only disgusted him HE OUTGREW HER! Immy longed for his touch But why would he touch her When he knew all of her Enough to mold her Mold her with his eyes open Mold her even while blindfolded So, there was nothing she could give Immy became stale. His love then wore glasses Refrained from blindness Failed to see the former nymphet. Her beauty spots turned mere black scars And dimples Deep hideous depressions on her cheeks In his eyes, She became the replica of ugly. So, Immy read between lines Loneliness became a companion of hers And melancholy swallowed her ebullience Yet she still loved him Rita then knew better than to plead with him If he could not see any good in her How could she be good then, When he wasn’t in his mood Always wearing a hood Trying to create a feud Then she left with no traces to miss. MOKILI PATRICIA F.4 (2017)