I lodge on the twig,
as i digest my hearty meal, the mulberry leaves.
They call me grumpy, coz am a grub.
They call me wobbly and fat,
the maggot that i am.

Birds wish me for their dinner,
Ladies screech and ***** at my sight,
You touch me and i burn,
Am hated and my life seems blink.
Hairy caterpillar i am.

Of late a drowsiness without course,
Has been sneaking up on me,
My nightmares that I had,
Have been overtaken by bright dreams.

As i dozed in my week sleep,
a change occurred.
I woke up winged, no longer ******.
My round waist replaced by a figure 8
Am a dazzle am a darling, butterfly.

Am now attracted to lilly flowers,
no longer yearning leaves.
High up in the sky i tower,
Among the beauty i sleep.
Damsels wish to be called with me,
My spines replaced by fragrance.

I wake each day my horror is, this may be fake,
But to my joy to discover my beauty is to remain.
Am know a butterfly!

From her flawless skin and great skin complextion. With the dazzling eyes and sweet smile. with her piercing eyes and her mersmirising smile. With her tall figure and curved hips
With a sensual laughter and ecstatic giggles.
Her mind explosive her thoughts expansive
A brazen daughter, a beautiful mother.
She thirst for perfection, she strives for success.
You can tell she wasn't created for war, she was built for love.

There is nothing that gives me pleasure than to know the strength of my youth is strong. It makes me tremble with goodness to see him blossom into a fine leader.
My wrinkled face smoothens as I see him, blossom in wisdom and empathy.
Gladden mine heart , oh chosen arrow, lighten my age thee great spear.

Mundu hu mundu, is what it need to be, but before we are there, simba akikosa nyama hujaribu kula nyasi.

I at times long for that touch, the breath of a woman next to my ear.
I long for those nights where we wrestle in bed.
I long for those moments where a heart beats next to mine.
I long for the touch that weakens me.
I long for the gasp, the whimper, the silent scream of pleasure as we ***.
I long for those days where we kiss and am hard as a maasai warrior,
I long to have her in my arm to see her melt,  
I loong for such, but not with a stranger, not with one night stand, but with one we have a mutual understanding, where we fulfill each unmet needs.

As we lay down on the bed exhausted and satiated, we just doze off with a smile in our mouths. It was a great time we had.

I know one day the clouds will pass, the sun will shine again.
The silent birds will sing,
the noise of gale and the storm will hush.
The gloomy sad raincoat you have on, you will no longer require.
You will dress in that bright sunny dress,
your joy and smile will radiate,
the day will be brighter and warmer than it has ever been.

Buts words put a face to our emotions, they clothe our very message in the attire we wish it to have. The give a tone to the message we so wish to be delivered.