Precious beautiful

Amazing is who you are
Awesome, is what you are.
Sexy is how you act
Appealing, is your art.
Playful are your thoughts
They're generous with no buts.
Brown are your eyes
They satisfy I.
Interesting are your goals
Vivid pleasures lay in your moan.
Curvaceous is your butt
It caresses my thoughts.
Soft is your touch
It warms like dry scotch.
Soothes like a rose
I pour, like a hose.
Some rambunctious attitude
But always exuding gratitude.
It drives me to higher altitudes
I lose all aptitude.
Decently indecent
It's undisputedly tumescent.
My Precious beautiful,
That's all you.

-Fimisola, Samuel.
Jan 21, 2013

Rain

Friendship; it's a bit like rain
With no reason
Comes and goes in and out of season.
It's beautiful
when the fresh drops first kiss your face
Dissolving the salt of your skin
As it rolls down your cheek
Such tingling of desire
O what peace.
As more drops fall flat on your head
Opening up like daffodils in the sun
You gently feel its frigid cold
Covered up in the lacy pearls of deep blue raciness.
It wraps you up in it's overwhelming caress
touching you in places you never perceived or permitted
While you grapple to sustain your exposed nakedness
It's incomprehensible the sustained wickedness.
Suddenly it stops
you're left alone to seek shelter for your bereaved soul
Drowning in a pool of your own
You can taste the salt
As it crystallises a trophy
For every moment you thought you together owned.
Friendship; it's a bit like rain
Abounds in its season
And scarce with the summer days
When the grueling heat of reality sets in
Slowly every drop evaporates away
The dryness is left to sort its infertility-deserted.
When it pours by the river banks
Slow to merge with what seems to be it's likeness
And then forks out at tributaries
To part ways
As widely spaced as when they first came.
Friendship; it's a bit like rain
it pours truth
it needs no defending
There is no end
To how careless it is with itself.
And so it floods
then leaves crystal clear
The damage it's made.
Truth is, we're only loyal
until the next better offer
And just like rain we drift away,
heal beneath the sun
and come back
Only when the clouds are right.
Friendship; it's a bit like rain.

Fimisola-Samuel
9-7-2013

feeling good

Feeling good is when your words caress my ears
Feeling good is when my lips kiss your tears.
Feeling good is how your mind hears my cry
Feeling good like when we combine, flavourful; you and I.
Feeling good is every time we think alike
Feeling good is how I like what you like.
Feeling good is when I close my eyes and dream it's you
Feeling good is when I wake and breathe by you.
Feeling good is in how you pray for us
Feeling good is knowing we care about us.

Fimisola-Samuel