Like night she walks in beauty
and her mind piled with unsent
messages composed for her beloved
And like a city that were once a jungle
I imagined her arrival, come; kisses, hugs,
praises and her untiring love-devours
I was engorged with her love
In anticipation of her benign appearance
deluged with the benevolent of her abundance
Hellbent! I saw her clung like a siwes-material
on another fashionista, tiptoeing down the
pavement like the moon in the midnight
I laid stranded
eyeing them walk in exuberance
and let her ¹seduced him to ²cum.
PS: ¹married, ²peace.