Even Nature Makes Love To Us | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 311: EVEN NATURE MAKES LOVE TO US

may I tell you what I I know?
the sun beamed furiously on me today,
I could hear her warm glow
sun dry my skin like hay

I am the most impious saint, you know,
feared the mosquitoes I murdered last night
evolved into stars, then moon, then sun, and are come with fierce sunburn,
to avenge their death

I could swear, if holy writs permits,
I heard voices echo
"son you'll burn!"
"son, you'll burn!!"

but then, no greater hell,
like my country,

I let my head spin on it's axis,
and my eyes glanced around,
furious sky ball evenly distributed her heat to everyone,

that instant I understood, dear diary
the sun was on heat -

our bodies on fire

like lovers would,
we ruffled the sheets of time,

dick, harry,
hustling down the cunt-ry-side

peach, mary,
engulfing the peninsula

everyone in heat,
drenched in pleasurable sweats -
cumin and going,

heads reached into the clouds,
with dreams that beat nightmares pants down

until climax, as night falls:
flaccid, we fall in bed,
snoring away the day's effort.

even nature makes love to us

I thrust your day was well spent.

#365DaysOfPoetry
#Pengician
#SSA

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