Saturday, August 1, 2015

SILAS ABAYOMI


SILAS
ABAYOMI

THE SONG OF LOVE.

Her nipples-fountain
that nurse and nurture-
the lowly and mighty;
among them are: nobles,
kings, men-of-extra-ordinary
ability.

Very erogenous-the
apple-shaped-titillating-
organ-the breasts-
that decode every
love formula and sexual
equation.

Smiles and joy, they bring-
when seen, lessons on love-
they keep teaching,
century-after-century;
uncontrolled passion and
heat,
they generate behind the
closed doors.

Her eyes-the illumination
that lights pathway of love,
un-fading chandelier
that keeps the light of
love ablaze.


Her eyes and mind-
the Magnetic Resonance
Imaging (MRI)-
the tool that creates and
stores invisible images of love,
through the complex network-
the passion-created-feelings,
by body electro-magnetic-
system.

She discovers love through
searching,
discovered love becomes
a treasure through
preservation-in-a-three-
step-function of memory:
encode, storage, and retrieval.

Through memory and
power of love,
lovers recall and put
love into a play
whenever desired and
wanted.

Love, a never ending
source of pleasure and
intimacy between lovers;
more so, life sustaining-
mechanism among humankind.




Her hairs-eternal
crown of beauty-
valued more than
maned-young-lion,
desirable more than pampas-
created-hair in the South.

Her ergonomic hands so
beautiful,
like steels, it acts in challenging
situation,
but gentle with message of love;
her fingers powerful than
expressive thoughts of the heart,
upon them are-
are eternal signature stamps-
that create everlasting imprints of
love.

Her legs-are strong pillars-
stronger than concrete cast
beams in deep water or
pylon on a rock;
moreover, swifter than
gazelle and faster than hare.

Her ears-like Sonar-
sound navigation and
ranging,
a detective tool of love-
a compass, a direction-location-
tool of love.

Her totality radiates love,
her embodiment personify
love.

Love, I want you in my
courtyard,
let your love lights my heart and
makes it aglow,
visit my soul and make me happy,
until you come-I shall keep in
expectation of you.

Silas Abayomi






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