Searching my heart with her illiterate eyes
Calling to me with her unschooled tongue
Touching my life with her untaught fingers
Is Nje of the forbidden class.
Teasing me in her kith's allure
Dancing to me in her kin's steps
Charming me with her kindred's charms
Is Nje of the forbidden tribe.
Sinking with me into illicit intimacy
Capsizing with me under proscribed unions
Rekindling in me animal energies
Is Nje of the forbidden ways.
©2008 Otiato Opali
About Me
- Poetikally Korrect!
- Though I might look like your common guy next door, there's more to me than meets the I. If you get the chance to meet the I, you will find out more about me.
2 comments:
illicit is sacred
daughters of eve
with amazonic thighs
who defy possesion
and stale the beer
of embittened egos
as plump demigods
try to outwit each other
at buying beer
thou art not forbidden
Malaya
In talk shows,
You criticize
My scanty morals (and clothes)
In a lodge room
You praise (in moans)
The fatal fire
From my cold unloving thighs
You want to end me theoretically
And immortalize me practically
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