Simple Pleasure

Simple pleasure
Many things give pleasure
Mixed with pressure
Many things seize us
Without a look up
I look straight at you
Feeling your presence
Even without a touch

Just like the wine
Having a dance in a glass
At a glance
Just like the sweetness giving pleasure
At the door of the class sharing molecules
I invite you to a dine
To blend our souls together
To create and share wherever
The world will Will us

Let worries of the world
Just like he with the glasses wishes
Be erased from the memories
Of our lives
Let our walk of pleasure
Cause a seizure
Of foul tongues

Let us carry
Only pleasures of simple mood
Along with no pressure
From the world’s memory
Let’s create memories of our own
Where a flash back
A laughing mood will activate

Edem Fodeka

Edem Kusorgbor