Surfs and shorts; thinking of you

Looking into the horizon
your eyes
reflecting all of I
feeling the fresh
of the wind rushing past me ears,
I can feel the wave of the oceans
drowning my fears.
Hope; like when you kiss me there
and touch me here
like when you run across my mind
-boats in fleets
like little lights on the sea
yeah,
like the cool breeze
those lips stand out
the only ones I see.
Glistening lights
bouncing off the refracting waves,
deep waters made shallow
-illusions from above,
the firm rocks
that hold it all together below
and the fish
drifting between each wave.
Undulating like you,
with firm grips
latched on top
as when we groove.
Can't nothing move your;
-Indispensable
can't nothing move your;
-Smart
can't nothing move your;
-Strong
can't nothing move your;
-Inimitable
Can't nothing move your;
-Ease.
yeah,
Excuse me please
you're so much more than a tease
preciousness and all its bliss
loving you is such ease.
The butterflies
and weakened knees
dang,
Words couldn't say it all.
Simple and plain
sometimes such pain.
Do me something mean
I'll still want it everyday,
perhaps only if you say I may.
Let the world revolve
and we, evolve
to speak words that keep us involved.
Let the waves drift ashore
I'll recreate my space
to fit your world
then let me get lost in it,
I'm feeling you
I'm feeling good
Thinking of you
sat on rocks by the seashore.
And hoping you rest assured.

Fimishola-Samuel
1.Mar.2014

Feeling good

I'm feeling good
From knowing you care
To feeling you near
The smell of your hair
And kissing your ear.
Delight in the night
Knowing I'm your knight
I'll be Flying your kite
As I'm loving your bite
And yes feeling good,
Is the name of the night.

22.2.2014

Stolen

My O my~
bread of my flesh
has taken the purity
that pearled my soul,
unlaced the petals
and highlighted the thorns.
The world stops
and what have you done?
The so called -
brother of the seed
in the soil of my roots
lost between my labyrinth
a picture perfectly vivid,
still in flight
like the lil. bird - twitter.
My heart; unapologetically bitter
it leaves a stranger asking me
why can't you trust?
Well my first love
was my blood and confusion
you should have watched me
add growth rings,
to the many years of rust.
Delusions -
and positively reinforced
episodes of self imposed lust.
They cover up the madness inside
- a fragile mind,
the perfect toy to be fiddled with.
inquisitive and only of 1, 2, 3 and 4
the perfect warm-hole to go diving in.
Jailed for a lifetime and
shackled by my mind,
meet the colors,
of my troubled crust.
A lack of identity -
I paid,
for the expression of your curiosity.
You see,
he gracefully moved on.
Craziness to weariness
unforgiving forgiveness,
rejection to depression
from liquor to stupor,
trial of suppression
and living in oblivion.
Wrap 'em all up
and Crunch!
Here I am,
dressed in thorns
still standing,
within my unlaced petals,
- deflowered.


Let he that have ears, listen
and save them
from the likes of himself.
-Fimisola, Samuel
15. Jan. 2014

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

You are so "Phy-ne"

You are so phy-ne,
it's beyond completion
more in the realm of perfection.
Your beauty; mind, body and soul-
has a predilection,
towards the attraction-Of,
things of a positive nature
I like how you are cultured;
like your walk, talk and actions.
Your life's direction,
a sophisticated culture.
Desire for the finest
yet unselfish and simplistic.
Through your eyes,
my thoughts are in perfect realism,
a kaleidoscope framed in euphoria,
great hedonia,
I'm dissociated from the realistic,
lost in a world gated by your lipstick.
Im a biscuit
or better still a dipstick,
dying to be dipped in the-
endless flavours of your innumerable colours,
wild cherry odours
watch me race though those doors,
leave them ajar
we drive free and far
Just you and I.
'Cos I like who we are
sunk in love with the thoughts-
of what we can become;
like an item; better, best and beyond it-
Imagine what we'd create
laying within a four poster
Lawd such fine fruits from such beautiful roots-you,
Precisely.
Looks are a complimentary shade,
I like that you care about it
But are not all about it
Love that you walk tall with shoulders high
Not a single sigh
Not an element of pride.
Yeah, I'm Missing that smile
That fuels my daily miles