I saw you naked in my dream as you walk to me.
Your arms around me as you talk to me
All my emotions exploding
Your expressions all knowing
I want you, you whisper
My response, a breathless shiver
And deep down south I quiver
...
I still feel your touch when you're not around
Just to catch a glimpse of you, when I turn around.
Oh the excitement of your touch
Overriding all my conscious thoughts
Yet conscious of my blood pumping
Like molten lava flowing through my veins
Endorphins and dopamine crowding my brain
...
I want you, you whisper
My response, a breathless shiver
And deep down south I quiver
...
My heart, a whistling song
In your arms I come undone
jumping at every touch and  graze
Quivering in anticipation
Oh, I smell our passion
Like a shimmering heat
Sweat dripping as they roll off my skin
A Cascade of chain reactions

You've struck a match to this dynamite
And there's no room to duck out of sight
for I'm a quivering mess
And I want you no less.
As we explore this fire between us,
We face an impending explosion
An ******* expectation
...
I want you, you whisper
My response, a breathless shiver
And way down south I quiver
...
A fiery tiger unleashed
We'll be horizontal for weeks
In a wet cocoon of private entanglement
Oh, how you turn me on
In inexplicable ways
I can't but try to explain
A shivering bliss.


©2018 Busola S. Kolade.

Rising from the abyss of greens
Surrounded by murky waters
They stretch their arms wide
Basking in the warmth of the sun
Its welcoming rays
Erasing ugly memories of their birth.

In tune with my mind, my body drives
I have just grown into myself
Focused on goals I made myself
Blissfully unaware of how the world around me thrives
For comfort I seek
In myself I believe
But, hard my goals drive
The driving force behind it all on the inside
And on the outside, I appear meek
But, push that aside,
For in my veins flow strength and power
And roaring fire
A burning desire
Building oh so fervently
My glorious empire
So, I stand tall.

I once told a friend a secret
It reached all and strangers
across the great wide deep oceans
opened a can of worms
Some of which crawled back to me
Wiggling tails and flexing muscles
Inch by slippery inch
A brooding ocean on their backs
And I stood paralyzed in awe
As it overcame me.

I always pride myself on being wildly imaginative
And creative
Which has fueled my artistic passion,
When inspiration strikes,
Words, sounds,
Colours, pictures
They fill up my vision
Poking at my mind
Like sharp pikes...
An unseen force taking control
My hands with a mind of their own
And I just write
Word flowing
Images glowing
Pressure building up in my head
And I just write
‘till all is silent like the dead.

And it all begins again.