You, I, me
… do …

They live with smiles
…locking secrets like a-never-to-be-seen ritual
Acting man and wife in mock life
Loving their real lives at the blind sides of each other

Kojo Mensah loves the juices that flow
…in between the thighs of Hannah
He also loves the endearing moans of Araba
And so rushes through the responsibility of marital bedmatics
…with Korkor
In his once in a while payment

The accent of Eshun gains the consent of Korkor
…for a wild working
Rob’s huge lollipop is her morning addiction
And she gets it before she steps
…through the door of her secretarial office
Agbovi her boss, is her pocket endorser
…so she gifts out her down there
…to get what is fair
Oh Mr. Chan is her licking god
He licks it wet
…and licks it dry
…opening and closing her inner tap
…and drinking to drying each time
Wearing her body with the needed appreciation
Yakubu gives her the long feels
…each time he comes down to the south
And her girl, Araba, helps explore her naughtiness
…in Kojo Mensah’s absence
So she pretends seeing not the lipstick stains
…the hardly graced bed
…the late nights
…and closes her ears to the gossips

They both do church
And go through communion
Korkor acting the ever obedient partner
Kojo acting the ever superior man

Today seems to be a day the heavens scripted
…opening their closets
Like lizards in coital bliss
Korkor chances on Kojo and Araba
…in the bed of matrimony
While sucking the mouth of Yakubu
…in their near nakedness aiming for the bed
Lazers of hatred form in Kojo Mensah’s eyes
Araba’s wounded eyes shoots at Korkor
…her true love for the lass revealing
Yakubu breaks into a run
As Araba opens her mouth with a jealous key
…to spill her knowledge
“How can you do this Kor?
I know of Eshun
…and I know that Chan
You talk about Rob
…and that disgusting Agbovi
Who was that twat who looked like a pole?”

Mr. Mensah tries to stand
…but his legs fail
He tries to talk
…but his mouth fails
He tries to think
…but his mind fails
So he somersaults and wakes
…at 37 to the relieved faces of the working military
And Araba

Araba sighs
…and leaves a note
Not a sound
…walks from her mouth
“I only endured you to have her
She knows all your others
So do I
I guess all has ended
…because your house is empty”

Kojo Mensah cries
With a hurt soul
All the while saying
“Karma of a woman is at the top of the vile list
…in this hateful world”
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © Nov. 25, 2019

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

7 replies on “PERFECTLY MATCHED (18+)”

I must confess…this reading is titillated…its allure is subtly X-rated…or is that my masculine nature ill fated…music may soothe the savage beast…erotic beauty seduces it to feast…some men, most men…when being pulled down give in…then are few like me…who strengthen when we resist…snuggest hug, gentlest kiss…breasts pressed against chest…the warmest, wettest seductive best…does NOT make us hardest…what emblazes our fire…sears our heat…is when a women gives her best performing our desire…RD(Revilo)

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