The Way You Are
I love you the way you are
I love your heard
Just the way it is shaped
I love your neck
Just the way it bends
I love your chest
And the mounds it creates
I love your bosom
And the size it is in
I love your legs
For the way you walk
I love your feet
For the way they pierce
I love your hands
They touch softly and charmly
I love you
You are perfect and prime
Simple Love
I woke you up at midnight
Just to tell you I love you
I stroke through your bouncy hair
Just you can know I care
I spread the bed with followers
To make you realize you are special
I put the kids to sleep early
Just so you can be free to love
Fading Beauty
Thou art strikingly beautiful
Myriads boys and men adore thee
Thy graces, divine
Thy looks, splendid
Thou hast won angels hallowed hearts
Thy speech strikes with perfect codes
Thy struts like a lioness
Thy nature’s aura, blissful
Thou aren’t gazed at only once
The greatest among men for thee vie
Thy thoughts, the wisest
Thy visage, brilliance sparks
Thou art secretly called Ruxtovia
A name priceless to mention
Thy old self, enchanted
They present looks, fading
Love Poetry
When thy senses be disquieted within
Thou reacheth thy hands further
And in thy medicine cabinet
Thou grabeth a bottle of pills full
Thou softeneth thy raging nerves
And silenceth thy panting sinews
With thy stream of healing fluid
And thou resteth fondly well
In these mine warring soul
Oh, poesy, thou healeth me
In these thy words well metered
Thy lines doth sooth mine acuity
One Step Too Beautiful
Lazily, out of Grand AM, she drops
A ring chains her ankle
A smile lines her face
And a short skirt barely hides
Her divine curves
She is lean like a pine tree
Slender like a bamboo branch
Rare like golden diadems
And scarce like diamonds
Like a goddess, stately she walks
Like rhythms of music, she talks
Eyes brimming, like starry skies
And her hair puffs like gazelles’ flock
She stands behind a counter
To order coffee brewed by lords
Hearts she blows when she moves
Wherever she goes men’s hearts
Sheeresly follow
Who You Marry
There is a thinking that is wrong
A perception, lofty and unattainable
But people will care who they marry
And will know when it is too late
Men, overwhelmed by impulses
Give their best strength to women
And women, deceived by words
Learn only of a boy they don’t know
They marry only for the love of beauty
And they hate it when it fades away
Because in the flesh flows red blood
And for the sake of it, life drains away
Let charm and splendor pass you by
For such are forms in need of a spirit
Women are trophies only when prized;
Men are heroes when they make love
If I were I Girl
If I were a girl
I would talk less
And listen more
I would humble myself
Even when I know
I am more intelligent
Than most boys
If I were a girl
I would balance
Between how I look
And I how I reason
I would not talk
About a boy I admire
Or repeat his name
Because I feel jealousy
If I were a girl
I would know boys better
Cook and dine early
Get kids to bed
And then tell myself
“I can make a good wife.”
If I were a girl
I would not watch too much
Reality television
I will not question people
But I will let them know
That I have my own views
Of love
If I were a girl
I would occasionally be silly
Tell my hubby I needed him
Buy him little nothings
And make him his best dish
If I were a girl
I would not be intimidated
I would look in shape
And prepare my work well
I would listen to great speeches
And make my own notes.
Juicy Hone-y
Truth still lingers deep in my fainting soul
As words fail to come with sound verbal flow
Even where there is no evidence
In these chosen lines lies the essence:
“A goddess thou truly art
And of pure gold, is thine heart”
With peacocks’ majesty, you barely walk
Like streams of quiet waters, is your fair talk
For your bosom is a legend’s armour
That slays dead every aspiring charmer
Those who see your divine curves, die in awe
A little chat with you, is a big score
Many proudly court your grace and beauty
In wordless thoughts they sigh, “Oh, how pretty!”
One word in vernacular rings true love
“Yes, sweet chaos, but your email I must have!”
For your name is fondest blend of Juicy
And your heavenly lips drip pure Hone-y
Deep Passion
Love that grows on strange paths
Love that bears in scotched deserts
Love that brings forth wild flowers
Love that is forsaken and stained
So shall your sex be great tonight
When your hearts shall fondly meet
In a night full of verbal silences
Where offence never brings a face
Your love which endures all elements
The rain that pours over you is hard
The winds that blow past you is dirty
And snow buries your soul alive
Love will be made sweeter today
When two mute people shall talk
Not with words, but in passion’s groans
Feelings so strong, and love so deep!
Love Like Before
Tell me your love is still good
Done every night in the hood
While days pass without food
Since you don’t mind that mood
I was taught by my religion
To read only stories by the Gideon
To abscond from lessons in the legion
And fly away quickly like a pigeon
But the truth was later found
When I was on a trip west-bound
How many affairs end on mound?
And divorce rates highly astound
Silence we cannot keep any more
Hiding in our false beliefs and all
While our beds only regrets store
When love can be good like before
Zimba
Zimba was her last name
A girl so cute and famous
Boys would bate on her fame
A girl so honey and gorgeous
Whatever she played, she won
Not by genius or sophistication
But by how she was just born
Full of nature and simplification
She always walked elegantly
In beauty, she had no rivalry
In looks, she needed no gallantry
In grace, she attracted chivalry
So simple was what she wore
The even simplicity had a brand
And simply by saying “no”
She simplified style without a wand
I Die
I die in your love, my love
If death comes this gently
So let me die a million deaths
And kill me with a billion kisses
You break my power, O love
Just with one squeeze of your touch
You scatter my lonely night
In the light of your presence
And you conquer my aching heart
Just at the point I feel your love
While the strength in me
Gives way to streams flowing
With pleasure and life
I Live
I live in the shadow of your love
I breathe under the rhythm
Of your gentle embraces
I surrender at the altar
Of unending kisses
Without you, I know not who I am
For only in your presence
Does my soul find joy
And my whole being
Find pure rest
Touch me and hold me closer to you
In your arms my soul belongs
Take me and save me
From the stain pains
Of a lost heart
Love I Know
Love I know
When my night turns to day
Love I know
When my grey turns to blue
Love I know
When what I touch turns to gold
Love I know
When my fears turns to strength
Love I know
When I am special and just myself
Why Love
Why do I love you so much
Why should I love you that much
In your presence
Like wax, I melt
In your absence
Like a tax, I pelt
Why am I captivated by you
Why do I dream only of you
To your name
Like music, I dance
To your fame
Like panic, I prance
Why are you made so perfect
Why on you all is just perfect
By your side
Like a pet, I cower
By your pride
Like a bet, I dower
Love’s Absence
You are my greatest love
And my strongest enemy
In your presence I live and dwell
And there’s my danger as well
In your arms I comfortably rest
And in your hands I gently die
For you are the only one I know
Who can crash my weakly soul
In the middle of fervent summer
I can feel deathly cold
And whenever you leave me
I wilt like a plant, scorched and wee
With you I live a double life
For I am alive when I am in love
And I die when you leave for another
One I can’t have without the other
Love and Death
Love can protect and kill
For in love,
There is healing
And death lurks, too
Love can charm hearts
And can break them, too
For love is a cure
And a poison, too
Love unites and divides
For in love
There is laughter
And great sadness, too
Love can create dreams
And can shutter them, too
For in love there is hope
And grave danger, too
Love is Like
I
Love is like a fast flowing river
It quickly forgets about faults
Love is like a heavily pouring rain
It quickly washes away worries
II
Love is like a mother hen with chicks
It risks its own life for theirs
Love is like an old skin-shading snake
It changes to begin a new life
III
Love is like a tough-going superior
It holds the stick to clean blunders
Love is like an obedient slave
It lets off to serve its master
IV
Love is an emotion with many faces:
In the morning it expresses joy;
In the afternoon it fosters care;
And in the evening it closes the gates
Be My Valentine
Your are my ever shinning star
My all to you I surrender
This Valentine, take me away
And in your love, let me stay
Bring me ever closer to you
For without you, I quickly faint
The sound of your name is fair
My heart leaps like a little hare
So to you I willingly come
Since in your embrace I belong
And your kind shinning eyes
Drives out my fears and lies
Hips
It dangles lazily down
The square-shaped back-head,
Blondish, shinning in the shades
Of the elements’ brilliance
Like a flock of newly-born,
It dances to the gyrating hips,
And elegantly swings side to side
Along her darling skin,
Simple, slimy and sizzling
The bends within its concaves,
Reflecting the singing whispers
Of perfect affinity. It leaves a gap –
And her dancing skirt frolics with
Enticing rhythms –
The hips shower down to
The knuckles, raising spasms of
Splendor and
The lips shyly branches to the
Dripping colours;
Hair so fair,
A face drawn with grace