Weak in the knees
Like bees
A humming heart
Conundrum
Tedium of the mind
Yet irresistibly
In my soul flows
Imperfectly perfected
Withering flowers
Scents remembered
Stench of attraction
Divinity of love
The perfect connection
Too alike to repel
Poison of the mind
Food for the soul
I don't need to survive
But life is not without.
Fimisola Samuel
29-9-14
In the loneliest hour
The perfect lover
Has taken my heart
And like a thief
Has walked away with it
I'm watching it all fall apart
Like oil slipping through my hands
Leaving behind toturing traces
Of what pieced it together
The many promises of endless forevers
And in a new dawn
You realise
That even they, come to an end.
Fimishola Samuel
27-9-14
I walked the hallway in anger
Listening to the footsteps of a stranger.
Pressed my thoughts
And lined them on a hanger
She smiled, we converse.
It made me some joy and laughter.
Patiently, I sat at the diner
Listening for the words of a stranger
Pressed my thoughts
And lined them on a hanger
A warm hug, we wine and dine.
It left me full and buried all hate.
I'm layed on the soafer, unsure
Longing for the touch of a stranger
Pressed my thoughts
And lined them on a hanger
She danced, we carress.
It kept me home in sweet duress.
Tiredly, I chase after the train
Thinking about a beautiful stranger
Pressed my thoughts
And lined them on a hanger
Wrong timing, perfect encounter.
It gave me love for the perfect stranger.
Fimisola Samuel
23-09-14
