The way

The way you make me smile
I could walk a million miles
feeling nothing,
but butterflies all the way;
as they run along the bougainvillea,
in my belly deep.
Their vibrant colours
the way thinking of you makes me feel,
in the dreamy state of pastel colours
one day we seal
and the other, we open,
with a kiss good morning.
Beautiful hues of purple
as the morning shimmers
with stolen reflections of you
mottled across the room,
black, sheep fine wool for a crown,
alluring scents of a jasmine bush.
Imperfect lines,
that make for beautiful curves
your lips form an innocent smile,
you like the way I feel,
tumescent.
How everything you are,
you share,
and how you deeply care
beyond the realms of the good, bad, and ugly
if I lost all sight
not even in the dead of the night
will any star, outshine you.
O.re. o.kan mi (the friend of my heart)
e.ni bi o.kan mi (the person like my heart)
No one else,
brings as much calm and joy  
the way that you do.

Happy Valentine's beautiful.

Fimisola- Samuel
1/15/2016

Surrender

We dive into controversy
A deep divide;
Conurbation of trumpeting rioters
Housed in a heart reduced to smoke,
She speaks;
Her words make you choke.
As you try to finagle freedom
You watch yourself,
Debased below the nothingness
she at the very least, thinks you are.
For a moment;
You die,
And as she rains;
You awaken,
and of all the noise in the air,
Nothing could be more mordant.
So you endure a couple more lines
Resolve into the safety of your silence
She finds it deafening
No, no; unsettling
She forks out some more
And somehow you manage to think;
Had she been more passionate
When we fuck;
She, the venom of your life,
must not know this thought.
Yes, she; the love of your life,
She walks in & you surrender.

Fimisola-Samuel
5 May 16