- if you still frown at poetry, and shy away, and still want to win a ladys heart, then youve got to read the following! PURE VOODOO In ship of words I stowaway To see the beautiful face of poetry In Cape Coast, million miles away And bask in her simplistic flowetry Her eyes are charm; pure voodoo, I saw the trap but I am trapped By their allure, like a kid to video. I am palmwine willing to be tapped This is sweet insanity The fire in my loin Oh, sell me your feminity She is trap, I am lured in Nartey wants you single to tangle I want your past, your now... your totality I want your slim finger to bangle Refuse me not or face the guilt of my fatality Without you life is lost In the depth of nothingness You are maze, I am lust Let love find me not in mess You teach the A,B,C of love I craze to learn, to lean On your cosy curve Crazy: the feel of your skin Be single and I will be your plural I am coarse, you are smooth You are Cape Coast, I am Ajegunle: rural I am seed, you are soil, love is root Just your photo and I am gone Beserk. You add me friend I accept Your heart is target for my loves gun Except sanity wakes to intercept. - a beautiful poem fit for a loved one!
Posted on: Thu, 24 Apr 2014 19:57:31 +0000
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