Samuel Oluwatobi Olatunji and Llushes
I look at the faces in the crowd.
Empty faces, seeking yours in the crowd
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
I will pour myself into you
A royal entrance into your rosy embrace
And I will engrave my name inside of you
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
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
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.
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
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.
And those three words will never depart from our lips
We will continue to pronounce them
Until death do us apart
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