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Late Sunday Night

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I walk hand in hand with you
Through the garden of fresh desire
Love blooming like red rose petals usher in spring
The sweet fragrance of our (late) night air

Droplets of silver rain gently trickle down
Your soft palms melt into mine
The thirst of a fortnight quenched 
In one passionate smooch

Write A Poem

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Write a poem
With the power of your tongue
Your fingers smooth & sleek
Working harder than 9 to 5
My body paper flat and blank
Ready to be scribbled on

The Perfect Soundtrack

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The drip drop pitter patter
Of gentle falling rain
Plays like music
In her ears

The perfect soundtrack for
The comfort and warmth
She finds in love’s arms

Chocolate ice cream
And strawberry drippings
On kiss stained lips

A Poem Born Out Of Spam, And Naughty Search Terms

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Images courtesy of http://www.google.com

A lot bring people to my blog
My name unique and strange
Matched with my big African booty

These people want badly to know me
And what it’s like to make love
To an àbíkú faerie
Possibly with pictures of a black yansh

While maintaining an attitude of gratitude
Yorùbá words appealing to their sexual lust

A lot bring people to my blog
And boy am I glad they come
Leaving with short seductive stories
To tell horny girls
Bitches who love Europe

Life issues and the many
Unfortunate plights of mankind
Slipping past their Sunday night minds

Àbíkú- wanderer child. It is the same child who dies and returns again and again to plague the mother(An ancient Yorùbá belief)
Yansh- a slang, (often considered vulgar) for booty.

*I had a good laugh looking through the search terms, and spam….this poem, albeit ridiculous was born out of it all, so thanks to these people :). Whatever the reasons anyone stops by my blog, I hope they leave happy, and I am thankful that they stop by, though I doubt that picturess of any booty, big or otherwise, would be shared anytime soon. Have a lovely Friday and weekend dear friends…no, I am not an àbíkú or a faerie, or even a lethal combination of both :).  Be good to others, and to yourselves.

The Start Of A Great Night

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He plays with her hair, soft and woven right…all the while staring into her beautiful big brown eyes, sparkling bright in the scented candles burning yellow and flicker red…sweet lavender fragrance filling the moist and chilly evening air as desire slowly grows.

Passion reflects back in her brown eyes bouncing off his baby blues…gleaming like the silvery moonlight sweeping over the blue Atlantic.

Love seals the desire rising within…shown sensually in soft and warm succulent kisses…strawberry juices dripping off from moist tongues through pink lips now soaked in kisses…

A great night just getting started…

Invigoration!

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Her fatigue finds rest
In his capable stealth hands
Her strength is renewed

Good Night

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Spread your love
Warm and wide
Like a cushy soft blanket over me

Comfort rushing in
I nestle in closer
Endearing forehead kisses lulling me
To cozy deep slumber

Gentle strokes soothe my aching back like whispered lullabies
Sweet dreams await me in your arms

It is bound to be a good night!