IMPRISONED (ADULT POETRY)

When I spotted him

It was like magic

His light travelled to wake dead feelings

Buried under the earth of my skin

He was the electricity

And I the wires

So I found myself asking

“Is he too taken?”

If he is, then I committed adultery

Adultery of thoughts

Because he looked into me

Held my hands and took me

Into the secret chambers of our mind’s executive suit

Bathed me and scented me to perfection

Leading me like a sweet lamb into its virgin bed

III

Like a perfect masseur,

his massages were magical

Lighting and darkening my skin,

At his touch and rest respectively,

Like disco lights

Until they begged for his prayers

Even so, they were denied

Because he took his time fearing electrocutions

Lickings were the killers

Commands made me the child I never was

So I rained but never touched his land

With him, his earth made my raindrops wet

Lightening and thundering the yearnings

His clouds consuming my rains

Earth with clouds

Made my sky powerless

Took my sun

And plucked my moon which attracted all my stars

He took it all

And made my safe naked within

With him having it all

He held me captive

Even before he said his first hi

Throwing me into the dungeons of his Cupid prisons

By amoafowaa