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  Mar 2018 Lazarus nyakundi
Jack
“please be naked”

she stands in her doorway wearing just a gown,
I walk in the house, dumbstruck by beauty,
up in her room undoing the bow, the shield simply slides down
caressing her curves, stroking down to the floor,
intertwined bodies craving the touch of the other,
joined as one in the gentle acts of love and lust,
romanticised ideals of perfection and soft rhythm,
delicate groans as two become one,
the broken poet, for the moment, is gone,
my drug addiction of you, just wanting more,
As my heart bleeds, love begins to pour.

“please be naked”.
this poem is influenced by The 1975 instrumental song "please be naked". i regularly think of this song as romanticising the act of *** and the trust required with it rather than what most songs make it today. despite having no lyrics the song speaks volumes to me and id definitely recommend it to anyone. stay safe and live well. JY x
  Mar 2018 Lazarus nyakundi
Ugo Victor
I can't sleep
Everytime I remember your words
They snap and recoil
And hurt me awake
Next time when someone
Promises me forever
I'll just smile
Look them in the eyes and ask
How long is forever to you.
  Mar 2018 Lazarus nyakundi
Valene
What is love?

Is it when I look at you and go brain dead
Speechless, because I've never seen such beauty
I can't do anything but smile in your presence
Like how bleeding hearts can't help but grow in the sun

Is it when you become my only fantasy
When I close my eyes and see your face glued in my mind
When you've become a sticky note in my memory box
A million dollar account in my memory bank

Is it when your eyes make me feel like I've been captured by doves
Like I'm soaring through the skies and your touch has got me secured in the heavens
When your lips seem to be a kings feast
A piece of heaven sculpted into perfection
When poppies and grass can't drug me as much as your kiss does

Is it when my heart bleeds when yours starts to shed
When your enemies are preparing your death bed and I can't do anything but fight for your life
When I can't feel anything but the need to protect you
To act as your guardian angel in your times of need

If the answer is no
Then I guess I don't love you
Then I guess I'm not loving you the right way
Lazarus nyakundi Mar 2018
Compare
themselves to METALS because
even THIEVES are made of "STEAL"
Lazarus nyakundi Mar 2018
Enjoin me for the sun is out smillin end so should we, enjoin me for our energies are dissipatin with age. before our bodies begin quivering of rage, before darkness adduces how interminable light has been wrong enjoin me when I'm still young.
Lazarus nyakundi Mar 2018
we use what we have to get what we don't have
Lazarus nyakundi Mar 2018
as I grew up I knew that success is among the millionaires only to REACH to my head and feel the million hairs.
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