Africa, the motherland Where life begins, Majestic rocks where it oozes purity, Where there is wonder and awe From dusk till dawn, Where beings from the sky Sing sweet soliloquy, Ushering in a new chapter,
Where it can rain and shine simultaneously like the human heartbeat.
She always changes my perception, Like, what is it you are searching for? Is it love? Is it lust? I might say neither, But deep inside, I want to scream. The heavens might hear my cry And send angels to orchestrate my plea.There are angels among us, I say this with conviction.
In my days spent wondering, Drifting like a hot mass of air, I caught her scent deep within her hair. As I lock them in my rough but delicate palms, She nicknamed me boxer, She loves the way I float and sting like a bee. She has a strong foundation and deep roots, I can't win any case with her because I am mental. Two heads are better than one, but hers nullifies my brain.
She lies so peacefully that you can drink her poison. Her maneuver around her flower, down her pillars that support her weight, To the curvature of her nature is divine. She makes me sing praises in the morning. The only fair thing is that completion matches my curiosity. Her soul lights up every time I see her.
Her reflection in my eyes when she touches mine is when Mariah Carey hits her notes. She hits the fibers of my soul with her lips. If hell is hot, then she was forged by the eternal fire. I mean when she slid in, I was lost in the moment.Like time froze and took off to a vacation leaving a vacancy, A plot for forbidden fruit to be eaten yet so sweet, So immeasurable that you had to close your eyes to see it.
To feel her insides and your outsides like a ripe pineapple, Bitter but sweet, rough but tender and juicy inside. We were high on love, even the bush brings can't touch the heights with its smoldering smoke. Her breath close to mine as she was mature to go for this ride. Holding on like a junkie on a fix, injecting our love inside, pushing and pulling each other, Like the dance of death between the hunter and the prey, Leaving no room for error as we caught in the moment.
She wrapped me with her limbs in the sky, flying to the destination between her thighs. Legs in the sky and sounds of our engines rumbling with tremors and thunder. She wanted hers explored, and into the blue, I dived in. Her ocean so wet, one dip and you are drowning to the caves of wonder, Filled to the brim that enchants your soul. Our bodies rising and falling with every motion and emotion, "This the season to be jolly"... And we had one reason, To fulfill this destiny called life.**