LOOT OF LOVE

See me smile; Suck me dry
Pull my legs; Push my laps
Soul to soul; Pole to hole
Pint of pain; Spine in vain.

Toll fare; free tear
Bond to blood; Pound of flood
Seizures to torture;
At the feet of pleasure for treasure.

Dumb minds; dull kinds
Seal of valleys; oath of hills
Fall to cure; all to explore.
Shackles and bangles, hang to struggles.

Follow the boot; hail the ‘boobs’
Poke the packs; Zip the pus
Read on; feed on the feed,
Shoot the norm; Shoot the fun.

Male stays to till you
Female waits to flog you
You and me; long for all
It’s nothing but the loot of love.

Lustful love results in bountiful flaws that can chase destinies to eternal dust
Please TAKE HEED.

Written by Abolaji Abraham
ab.abolaji@gmail.com