I still remember your taste, i remember your hunger and my thirst for you, i can taste your lips my mind replays your moans. You in my hands were like clay, you concorted into forms and angles only  a seasoned theater artist would. Like spaghetti i slipped with grip of anaconda you squeezed me. Instead of suffocating me you held my breath, you moved hips in tandem and you rythm super.

The meeting.
We toyed with the idea,
Non injurious jabs we threw at each other,
Harmless winks, innocent laughters, truly uplifting.
A date in a swamp, sugarcane mangoes made the day.

Her mind was like a shopping mall,
Great ideas apon shelves of greater ideas.
Clarity of vision her demeanor,
As bright as her lovely eyes.
Purpose and intent clear,
mirrored by her gorgeous lips on a perfect face.
From her recess of thoughts came forth money makers.
Like an architect blue print, and  with steps of execution.
Arithmetics simplified, foggy haze cleared.
Truly I saw a  star 🌟 during the meeting.

A quarter a chicken, a plateful of chips. Drowning it with 'monster'.
Chitchat counting hours to minutes and finally to seconds

The niceties of first xmas passed.
The sweat of the day washed,
Beneath the sheets seeking sleep.

A hug  a kiss, an overnight wrestling match. No lossers just exubirated winners.
The memors written with indelible ink, life fluids, sesame seeds

We were to tango, yesternight.
The mood was right, but the lights took flight.
Darkness ruled and our dance wasnt tight.

Tonight there is light, let make it right.
Let love, lets fight, let illuminate bright.

Swi you are my flame, you are my fire. You warm me up, and burn me with desire.
Your touch as petal, relieving my tire.
Am blest for my need for you is dire.

Skin as sapphire, eyes as two doves.
Lips so succulent, flowing fresh oases
Hips as curves, wells of desires
Perfection in a person, one who is my beloved.

That night the mother heaved,
what was inside her was ready to emerge.
The day was gloomy, the skies were dark.
Lightening was cracking,
flashes of light here and there.
Deafening thunder that shock the house.
The mother was worried, what will become of this last born.
Just like in unison with the weather, sharp pains ran through her, sign that the young visitor was ready to come.
In less than 15minutes, another flower was added into the banquet.
Her smile like ray of sunshine,
as if to confirm,
the storm subsided,
the heavens cleared.
She looks a sweet flower, let her be named Alice

I sign and bite my lower lips, my head reels with images and unmet fantasies. I wrought my iron forged my swords, filled my quiver to brim in the anticipated encounter. I rehearsed my war chants, Practiced my victory dance. I puffed my chest, strengthened my *****, flexed my muscles. I gathered the crowd to see me unhilate my enemies. But I regret, I regret not my bad choices, but for the good ones I didn't do, I regret the memories I didn't create, I regret the lyrics I could have made into songs. I regret the words I swallowed that gave me ulcers, I regret the fake smile I put that made my tooth ache I regret