Game Over
I uttered an authoritative groan as he let
go of my hand
This was it
Never ever was I again going to stroke his
cheeks or fondle any other art in his
glittery body
I wanted to run away as memories
spanked my mind
The pain was lethal furious,eating my
every part
Showing who was mightier
This man had spices,such that had no
names or shapes
His tongue was a troublemaker, tasting
norms only God knows
Enslaving me, making me obey,
Obey to his ruins and whimps all day,
See I worshipped this kind of beauty, this
fine-textured lust
His passion was a poison I gladly and
willingly took
Pain and sorrow playing at it best
But God knew better for this embedded
love or was it a fore-play and the rare bit
is here nah?
But I played in the pain thrill embracing
the warmth, the beauty of this drama
As he nicknamed me names but best was
BAby Ema
So I rode in this wilderness bowing at his
feet
Swimming in romance, teasing my king
It was fun, I was alive and it became clear
With this kind of heat is why men exists
To carve and scatter my intestines, his
every pinch was like nourishing in the
feets of heaven and dancing in the skies
of Mercury
But now I was here hot and steamy, my
nipples were dancing and whinning to the
sun rays
And the hiss of my steam was ramping to
a singing voice
And all I could do was to watch him
disappear
I was dying to throw away my multi-
billion stained dignity
Cause his body turned out to be the most
expensive at that moment for me
I was ready to marry the golden outfits of
sin and be a love freak
I was feeling buds of bliss and banners of
missing booing my knees
Questioning me, asking me to rip my
jeans insanely for a quickie
So I closed the easiest thing, but opening
and closing my eyes was the deadliest
thing,
He was gone in a sec
I watched myself melt away in the juicy
desire of wanting him
But it was over
He had said it yesterday, our last night
together
That was the last of our best.......
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