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With underlying arms well akimbo
Seductively they glance at each other
Smiles seasonally defined
Amidst celebration in the bed of rose
Gently they pulled their panties
Preaching to one another amidst copulation
The Bible too far from bed
Humbly replaced rubber cum metal
None was Godly alarmed
The Reason for the season ruefully undermined
Where then lies the climax
As ejaculation overtakes redemption
Who will save the saving Jesus
Lonely outstretched on the cross
Works already ongoing on the second grave
Christ Himself has run drought of blood
Where lies a candid remorse
For the pints already outpoured
Salvation has grown archaic
Wooing versus soul winning epitomize affray of the moment
How can the immoral game be refereed
The spinster is much in need of it
Gently lovely lowly she plays her wing
Who can suspend the salacious match
Time is here at hand
When Christ Himself shall arise with whistle
Showing the end of the match
And making selection for next league
Being the reason for the season
© Izunna I. Okafor 2017
Her Impression imprints and invites
Delightfully smiles
Seductively replies
Her reflection reflects that night
Aspiration desires to be right
Whether the notion seems a bit bright
Souls reunite and excite
Sprinkle the sparkles and penlight
Strangers strike
And rewrite what’s inside
Devotion defines
Inclination inclines
When coherence collides
And faith decides
Emotions swiftly guide
Her Impression imprints and invites
Wondrously Wonders
Mystically twists
Gloomy shadow fades away
And her brightness circulates and portray
Thoughts replay
Imagines convey
Her Impression imprints and invites
She survives and is alive
Thrust of hope will describe
Beauty designs
Emotion divines
Her Impression imprints and invites.
A TEMPESTUOUS SPELL
Walking rapidly, yet pensively along the waters edge,
A shallow wave tickled my toes, and seductively
Crossed my path, caressing my feet, almost enticingly
Inviting, yet alerting me this was Africa’s sea, I should hedge
My bets, for ignoring it I would pay a high fee, yet, I took
A few more steps deeper into this captivating, frothing sea,
As if a tempestuous spell had been cast upon me!
I suddenly stumbled and simultaneously a sound shook
The ground beneath me and triumphantly rumbled,
Africa’s beautiful wild blue sea no longer seemed mine,
Ignoring its warnings, I had Probably crossed the line,
I longed for the bathers so far away – I felt humbled!
The tide was sweeping me away,
I shouted as loud as I could for help, would anyone hear,
I mustn’t panic for I might drown, but was filled with fear,
I earnestly and fervently began to pray.
Amazingly a helicopter hovering above spotted me,
Perhaps I thought someone out there really does care,
They let down a ladder, do I dare,
Yes, Africa's sea
Had not swallowed me, someone out there cares
And has increased my time left,
For HE knew I did not want to selfishly forget I was a Mother,
And a wife, and I would go sad,
Knowing I was leaving my family bereft!
I smelled the rose,
red like a droplet of warm blood,
that I held in my hand
She looked at me teasingly,
And the sweet fragrance
permeated my quivering body,
Her lips parted in a sly smile,
I plucked
one velvety petal
after another…
She swooned in pure ecstasy and
stretched out on the floor seductively,
...until none were left but a couple;
She loves me… I plucked a petal,
She loves me not… I plucked the last one
And,
exposed the bud,
She opened up like a blossoming flower.
Like a buzzing bee
I landed on her to take a sip of the nectar.
~"That is Sexy" contest by Lewis Raynes
Deep in her sleep, the Princess mystically dreams.
Of dancing with bangled diamond and ruby bound ankles,
Upon satin pillows for her king.
She's swathed in opaque rainbow colors.
An opaque veil covering her face.
Her big brown eyes not for even one second,
Wander from her kingly lover's face.
For that would indeed be a disgrace.
Her finger cymbals play seductively, only for him.
To gain his sole, sensual, passionate attention.
Simply to he his alone, once more amorously again.
Is her satin pillow dreams, sole intention!
March 4, 2020
4pm PST
In the patio, I sat watching the rain drops fall,
etching widening circles in the muddy puddles.
It was the first summer rain that soaked the thirsty earth,
stirring petrichor scent from earth’s moist womb,
unleashing uneasy memories from a distant past.
Once when we two were lazily sitting in the porch of her house
with no other soul to disturb our privacy,
the clear sky grew dark abruptly
and cumulonimbus clouds started gathering in heaps.
Vulnerable turned the moment when all of a sudden
it started to rain like nectar poured down from Heaven
Like a child eager to play in the puddle
she ran out into the pouring rain
Following suit, I too ran out, forgetting myself.
With a cool sensation running all over my body,
‘I kissed the rain’ as if kissing her luscious lips.
Soaked from head to foot, we both came in,
awhile my gaze got hooked on the filmy fabric,
seductively clinging to her body’s silky curves and contours.
All of a sudden, a wild urge beat me down
and Alas! Under a magnetic pull
surrendered her fragile self with ease.
In that moment of wild reckless desire,
consuming me like a conflagration,
I looted off all that she held chaste.
Never knew, with that impulsive act,
she sank into the abyss of dark despair
until I received a note with just one sentence
“Never knew- You were a dangerous dream”
Only with a sense of deep remorse
can l now listen to the pitter – patter of rain.
As the rumble of regret that rises from my heart,
grows into a roar of thunder of self- reproach,
I fear, I am losing my sanity.
Surrounded by pitch darkness, I wonder
if I will ever be left ‘spellbound by sunlight.’
The evening clear, but moonless, with watchful eyes
Appear impenetrable through the city
Drawing attention to street lights rosiness
night out with my date
Giddy spirits, move on for one more sweet song
Swiftly dipping honey into our solo
Blaring base music beat flow down to our feet
we danced to the beat
The wind would blow alluring strands of our soul
Seductively weaving like a candle flame
It danced provocatively fondled the depth
left us contented
A breath, a rosy blushing dawn appearing
To slumber, under shadows of hidden walls
In whisper snores in unruffled engagement
we sleep until noon
7/18/2020
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She is enclosed in his makeshift hourglass he has buried her within surrounded by grains of sand that trickle past
She is immobilized as she tries to see through the pain of her tears, but her vision is blurred by the smeared glass that she has smudged with her rising fear
What did she do to deserve this? She only wanted his love to last, but instead he enclosed her here behind this wall of glass
Before he slipped her through the opening, he seductively kissed her lips, and told her that she will always be with him for as long as the time exists
But once the sands diminish through the thin walls and reach their resting place, as will her memory to him as it will vanish without a trace
He has no need to flip it over after all their time has come to an end, so now that the sand has settled so has her heartbeat within
It was a slow death, one that she did not deserve, but he wanted her all to himself but only in the way that for him it would work
He couldn’t be with her, not in the way that she wanted him to, so he killed her slowly and watched her die until the time was through
Now he has a constant reminder, a sadistic trophy on display, of the woman that once loved him in a glass contraption, in all of her nakedness surrounded by time that slipped away
Sometimes he dreams of turning it over just to watch as the grains slip past, the curvature of her body within the looking glass
But he dares not disrupt the beauty that he chose to create, because perfection happens once in a lifetime, and he already sealed her fate
He is afraid that if he touches the fragile glass then it may possibly break, and he couldn’t bear to lose the girl in the hourglass that to him is nothing but a reminder of a mistake he wishes he never made.
WHOLE AGAIN
While young on the ladder of growth,
I boarded a similar covenant ship;
Having summoned the great Teacher,
And sworn a thick fealty – hinged on
An immutable decision to pave way
For a diminutive obstruction route to glory.
The agreement was hammered hard –
To the board formed from titanium, unknown –
For an imperative invitation for assistance
In selecting a perfectly designed lighter vessel –
The requisite other half – for solid standing;
To end the sentence of one immured by loneliness.
For ages we walked with our pact in hand;
Him doing His; and I doing mine – utterly;
Then, unexpectedly, along came the magnetic vamp,
Strongly swinging seductively – a hot form on loose.
Many of my counterparts drooled at the wild poses.
But I became the attractive destination.
Neglecting the vow tightly spoken in place,
I gave my being over to amorous affiliations,
Basking on the beach of unhinged gratifications,
Lost on the island of debased connections.
My companion was the mistress of intense satisfaction,
An experienced docent of hardcore perversion.
I timelessly practiced wordless abominations;
The servant and master of ineffable depravities.
It went on, unhindered; rigidly gripped by lusts;
And like it commenced, the brightness dimmed;
Dimmed and became dark – utterly blinding;
The soulless initiator fled in the thick of it.
Forlorn and groping in the closed valley,
Large darts of bowel regrets found home –
Accompanied by storms of a joyful ex-life.
Riven by guilt; ripped by realized folly,
I again contacted the covenant keeper.
Mercifully, He materialized and made me whole, again.
Touch me.
Let your fingers caress my spirit.
Touch me.
Let your love complete me.
Touch me.
Stroke my hair with your fingers.
Feel me.
Feel the beating of my heart.
Feel me.
Trace the lines of my face and
gaze into the mirror of my soul.
Make me whole.
Love me.
The seen and unseen.
The visual and the mysterious -
dive in depths of personality,
and emerge breathless from the deep
blue other-worldliness of unity.
Touch me.
Sensually sensuous.
Seductively seductive.
Woo me. Tease me.
Taste me tenaciously
and never let me go.
So touch me .....
Let your fingers caress my complexity.
Touch me.
Let my love complete you.
Let me touch you
stroking your hair with my fingers.
Let me feel you.....
I feel the beating of your heart.
Our senses united
we can surely never part