LASTING LUST

Lasting Lust

In haste, we loved.
In hurry, a make-out was planned.
In no time, our lips, a frictional lubricant
Greased our emotions.

We, new lovers, plucked our hearts
With the intent of replanting
In the land of each other’s thorax.
Our steps, together, were gorgeous,
Majestically, locking and crossing
As our emotions led the way
Like the despatch rider.

Rusted lust
Like dust
Hosted the man of our being.
We planned a storm
Before its season arrived.
And look,
It has harbored a time bomb
Which blasted a huge plant
Like the fall of the baobab.

Edem Fodeka