Poetry Play #48

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Samuel Oluwatobi Olatunji and Llushes

 

L:

I look at the faces in the crowd.

Empty faces, seeking yours in the crowd

S:

I thought I told you how to find me:

I’m the man on whose head the sun rises

The man with a broad smile and open arms, waiting to welcome you home

L:

With the shine to your smile, my heart lightens.

I race into your arms, to your willing arms.

Your embrace shields me from my shadows, from the dark

S:

I’m the son of the sun

Home shall no more be a shelter for shadows or dungeon for darkness

I’m back, love, back to where I belong, right next to you

L:

And with your presence, comes the light.

A light which illuminates from the inside and I see your crown.

The kind of the stars, your feet rest on a platter of gold

S:

Walk with me, my queen

Watch as the crowd clap for our royal walk to the palace where we belong

I have won wars

It’s time to win the heart of my woman over again

Walk with me, my queen

The palace awaits us

L:

You have placed in my hand the sceptre of your heart.

It opens up to your truths.

The rings on my fingers ring out to our love.

Our souls dance together.

Our smiles awaken reality

S:

And when night comes, we will make the bed burn of the fire of foreplay

We will begin the art of forging a heir from our merged hearts

L:

And with the heat emanating from our bodies, disperses the darkness.

Lay your finger lightly on my lady bud

Carefully push through and bloom my flower

S:

I will pour myself into you

A royal entrance into your rosy embrace

And I will engrave my name inside of you

L:

Your seed is royalty which breeds a kingdom…

I love your fingers, what they do to my insides

Part my lips and lay your kisses in me

S:

With my lips, I will plant enough stars all over your skin

That even if the moon go on vacation, your skin will brighten the night

Then I will enter into the core of your womanhood

And plant the brightest star of all, which will be the heir to the throne

L:

I want to feel you touch me…

Feel you enter me

Feel you fill me up with your pulsating mountain.

Fill me up with the streams of passion till I spill over.

S:

Your want is my want

I will plant my seed into your soil

Fill you until you are full, and you spill over

Until you spill over a child as beautiful as you are

L:

His eyes shall glaze just as yours…

The soft parting of his lips will remind me

Of the times I would hear you utter those words.

Those three simple words which make me grow into love with you.

Those words which forever will remain true just as you are.

S:

And those three words will never depart from our lips

We will continue to pronounce them

Until death do us apart

L:

Forever.

 

 

NB: Poetry Play, a product of Artilogue in partnership with PenAStory, is a game in form of poetic dialogue for every poet on BBM. It is a game of two poets: one drops a line or more, and the other replies, flowing along until one of them gives up, or the poem gets too long. Every poem formed from this game will be published here (penastory.com) every Friday and Saturday. So poets, are you ready to play? If yes, contact Samuel via BBM: 7baa55ae

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