A Lesson in Love
This is a lesson
Of how we made love
How we felt pleasure
From beyond and above.
I tasted your passion
I felt your soft skin
I owned your body
From outside and within.
The warmth of your breasts
My hands have embraced
The sweet of your wetness
My mouth .. the lust of the taste.
The moment we joined,
Become one with desire
You felt me inside you
The passion of bodies … burning like fire.
Mouths, hands, lips,
And the feeling of skin on skin
But having you in my arms,
This is were every lesson of love begins ..
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Her touch was soft and gentle, like the slow rivers winding through elaborate escarpments
Her kiss was warm and tender, like the first golden rays of the sun hitting on your face
Her words were kind and lesson like, like a teacher does to her classroom of enquiring minds
Her smell was pure, as pure and refreshing as the first summer breeze
The perfect embodiment of a soul encapsulated in a form we call Mother
Empty Love
Up, tight and close you held me against your body
In my ear, your soft charming voice moved gently and slowly against my cheek
Pulling me closer and closer it was you who told me that I was.
I was the one that gave your heart an irregular beat,
I was the one, who made your feet stumble,
I was the one who made you mumble.
You said that without me your worlds would crumble.
As your silky hands moved up and down my back they gave me a sense of protection.
Your masculine cologne promised me dedication and an invitation into your soul.
Your clear hazel eyes saw the fear in me and declared to clear it all away.
Yes it was I who pulled in closer to you.
Yes it was I, who gave you an irregular heartbeat,
Yes it was I, who made your feet stumble,
Yes it was I who made you mumble.
But it was not I who took control of your mind, body, soul and words.
All your words, actions and thoughts was taken over by the liquid you held in your green bottle. In the beginning it was full to the top, but slowly as the night went by there was less and less and less.
This liquid transferred from the green bottle and into your system promised me empty love.
To whom it may concern
From: Elkan P
When your tears come rushing down your face faster than your fears it`s time to realize you ought to change your pace
Few will enventually understand,
Yes, where you stand is nothing less than quick-sand…
As time triumphs though tending to tip over temporaly tenderly touching your tormented tangible truth terrorizes a single thought
Brought forth by tricks thrown reckless`,
you better fight, fight, fight, fight…go on punch, pinch, bite, dont curse, but dont stand…
Let it not convince you,
Let it rinse you,
P.S Remember there is only one person who will wipe your tears and chase away your fears.
Sincerely yours Elkan Paruque
Eveloped in Love
Tonight doesn't feel so cold,
The world not so lonely,
Time seems to be passing slowly,
The night seems so warm.
As I lay with my head on your chest,
Listening to your heartbeat,
Listening to your breath,
My eyes start to close…
I fall asleep with your arm wrapped around me,
Your warm breath carressing my face,
Your heart singing its song for me,
Your body envelopes mine in rest!!
Habo lekunutu
Nkile ka fihla dibakeng tsohle
Empa se seng feela
Sebaka seo ke sitwang
Ho se fihlela
Ke bofellong ba sekoti
Sa bodiba ba pelo ya motho
Habo lekunutu
Nkile ka fihla dibakeng tsohle
Empa se seng feela
Sebaka seo ke sitwang
Ho se fihlela
Ke bofellong ba sekoti
Sa bodiba ba pelo ya motho
THE MARRIED BRIDE
I look back
At the tracks of my life ,
Fallen are trees
That had blocked my dreams,
Dry are rivers
That had flooded my hopes,
As you stand there
Who would have been my wife ,
With charm and beauty
That would have been my drive .
I do now cry
For what would have been mine,
The bride , my pride
I never even tried
It was just in mind
I never said it a loud,
That I lost a bride
Who would have been my wife ,
With charm and beauty
That would have been my drive
Dear
Bengizicabangela nje!
Ngakhumbula ukhuthi
Ngikhulele kuwena
Nguwe ongifundise lomkhuba
Lo mkhuba omuhle uma kukuhle
In a week's time you will be gone
Again I will be learning from you
I will be learning to be in a distance relationship
Not that I mind, I am still learning and gaining experience
that one should gain at some point
I still remember the first day we met, like it was yesterday
I am still enjoying our love as if we met the day before
I hope this workshop am about to attend will be fruitful
I just hope you do fell the same
Phela wena unguDear wami
Akekho oyoke abe ngothandiweyo njengawe
Usondele kakhulu kimina
Uyazi ke ukuthi into uma isondela kwenye, kubakhona lokho
Frienship
Friendship
A friend who can realy define a friend?
Do u choose to befriend with some1 or
Its jst a mutual feeling between u 2?
At wat stage do u realize u hav a friend?
Is it when u start sharing things dat r deep?
Is it when u make each other laugh.
So wat is a friend? Some1 u make convisation with
And after u share expiriences?
So Am I a friend?If the ans is yes then
Do I meet all the requirements of friendship?
am I nice enough to make u feel comfy to say anything.
Am I bubly enough to share laughter with?
Bt I believe that it has to start with u.
By being friends with urself and treat urself like a best friend
Learn how to make urself smile, laugh and then u will be a able to share that friendshipwith other people.
So friendship start with me!!!!!!!!