UnderWorld
A rainy night.
Under a black sky.
A mysterious figure from above.
She jumped down below.
Fangs with blood.
Always on the run.
With a black silk bodysuit.
With 2 guns firing on pursuit.
A vampire on the rise.
Take out victims by surprise.
Always lurking in the dark.
Hiding not far.
Looking for prie.
Can’t be seen in the day.
Just trying to survive.
Take out each lycan.
Looking for blood.
Running out of bullets.
A night prowler.
Someone to devour.
A warrior with no fear.
She fights strong as a leader.
She is a death dealer.
Storms through the night as the reaper
coo-l the pigeon
adorned in gray bodysuit -
acing the anklets
Laura was couer-shaped,
the way her knees blossomed out,
magenta, genie-like sheer. She blew
kisses like cultivated fleurs de jour.
Her drooping necklace, a frolic of felicity.
Laura’s bodysuit pink — a glittering
off the shoulder bonbon,
holding perfect ample
and youthful bosoms.
Sam was blond,
a sunny-yellow brooding type. As Laura
faced West, He faced East. She leaned
against his ebony suit.
He wore a bowtie, not one that spins;
a scholarly erudite.
His cerulean shirt bleeds
deep in his heart, blue skies
infused into his profound eyes.
The third party, a french painter —
a poet, a woman’s woman.
Her husband gathered the flotsam —
driftwood to hang
on my wall. Romantic
whimsy gets me in the mood.
8/10/2020
I savor the creamy batter.
Divining of lemony cast.
Layer cake that’s sure to flatter.
This sumptuous treat will not last.
The melt of his eyes, when he asked.
I squeeze, like a sponge, yellow fruit.
Up and down zest the bodysuit.
Ring’d finger frosted quick submit.
Temptation of icing acute.
Chocolate, curled white, atop it.
5/5/2020
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The sapphire blue on a deep marble white,
Bodysuit milky latex,
Makes everyone there admire your grace,
Your curious anime sex,
Where your lips are a red enticing us all,
Your hair is a hypnotic white,
And your wings and your ears and toughened round shield,
Make you look like you just won the fight,
But your smile shows the secret hidden from view,
Your smile spreads your love all around,
Showing all who are there you belong in this group,
You’re unique with this cosplaying crowd.
A SPIRACLE LEAP
The spiral staircase made her high heels sing.
Round and round, Suzette tapped a snazzy dance.
Her smile sparkling, ears dangling with butterfly wings.
Curves on fire, tights and a bodysuit, tighten his trance.
Her sugar cane a la morse code, a hypnotic prop.
Brady’s heart making love, promising everything.
The wings of her bedpost become a silk backdrop.
Occasioned honeymoon, death claimed her wedding ring.
From here the City churches pierced the mist,
shrouding every living part inside his tortured chest,
clamoring to raise the dead, in rage, with tentacled fist.
Like a hammer to a crucifix’ nail, he pounds his breast.
The creak of her satin-lined coffin, pure and white,
speaks to his quietus soul — her shut eyes aware.
Suzette spoke in a spiracle leap, from the box, sans sight.
He closed it, and, now smiling, crossed the square.
The birth of my constellation
Holds the magnetic Pole to my wanderings
The answer to every unsolved equation
The indestructible capsule to my crash landing
The passion burning deep within
My core captive to her gentle tug of gravitation
In a galaxy of love ever expanding
She's the brightest star
And I shine whenever she smiles
She completes my visual spectrum
In an explosion of universal colour
Fills my lungs with laughter
With her bodysuit squizzed into a vacuum
My rainbow across the walken
After a Solar storm
My spaceship to unknown undiscovered worlds
She's my morning star
Guiding my every sunrise
My moonrise
My night's beam of light
My sunset when I close my eyes
And a woman scorned
Whenever she opens her blackhole
And I disappear with my lies
Searing in the blue flames of her eyes
The torch of knowledge liberating the mind
Above all doubt
A shooting star in a loop around my heart
I'm in orbit around her multidimensional love
At the speed of light, I hear your scream
I wake up in a galaxy of dreams
Your restless thoughts shatter my sleep
But I dare not take a step
On this terra firma of alien giants
Our love is the size of ants
In-between toenails and craters of decay
Will our love survive the day?
Their bellowed shouts are supersonic
Emit an evil high frequency static
How will I ever hear your heart speak,
Or know of the love you seek?
Your flesh preserved in a spacesuit
My mind covered in your bodysuit
An intergalactic love story about to be told
In this epic war of the worlds
Eye, make up your mind
Undressing me like a windscreen wiper,
Up and down
Until your sprinklers emit a teary drool
Then dressing me up?
Make up your mind
See to your heart’s content
Glued to my perfect composition
Watch until your eyelid dries up
I’ll blow you a wet kiss to moisturise it
Hand me your caress
I can feel you all over me
In your line of vision
Lend me a gentle stroke,
But you cannot touch
Softly press all the pressure points,
Until the gushing waterfall
And you ****** a wink
And maybe forces you to shut
Are you convinced that I wear genuine leather,
A flawless bodysuit?
Goosebumps decorate the beautiful design
Finger trails dissolving as it deflates and inflates
Your complexion paling and reddening instantly
Hold your nervous emission
Then open the other eye
Into a permanent stare
Thabang Jan Ngoma
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