In the middle of a cold wintery sky
a perfect blended hue
tinted black, purple and blue
watching from afar, a little shy
the whispered prayer, that is you.
Lightening flashes cream and gray
if thou please i may, sip endlessly,
from your passion on replay
you strum on my ponder
I wonder; if u will tickle me, chocolate thunder.
The stars of your eyes have put on a show
it reflected on my chest like crystal snow
but in my mind I discover
is where u take off my cover
another dream, yet you're all I desire; chocolate thunder.
I douse my internal inferno
thinking; me, you and the quiet
a room scented lit in candles, perfect scenario
in tranquility of delirium, in the hands of your hero,
if still i dream, then let beside me, be my pillow.
Fimisola-Samuel
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