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Femi Ashamo

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Femi Ashamo

Thursday 10 May 2018

Dear Madame

Your Husband falls continually for me

You have allowed me take your place

Though I was brought as a stranger into this place

Don’t think I am not of standard

What do you think all men want?

Than to be well fed and pampered

I trim his feet, and at the sound of my bells

He rises ebulliently to the scent of my dish

That but soothes his hungry soul

Not only his tummy but other needs untold

Dear Madam

I fear you have been blind

I am a graceful beauty of dainty build you know

And my hips spring forth like the handles

Of a trophy waiting to be claimed

And yet you place me in these aprons

And enhance my affinity

Whilst you adorn yourself in imperious clothes

To whom can he sulk?

I am a beauty, I know I am

And while I walk around all day

He stares lustfully at my thighs and budding bosoms

In this gazebo we spent time that was to

Frame thoughts of ever knocking temptations

That led to boldness of acceptance

Without scorn, devoid of morality and the status quo

And when the rains came, he beckoned unto us

To spring forth like he did

Cold, unassuming and accepting our destines

And left us thirsting for the passion we could share

Perhaps it would calm you to know that

Your husband‘s persistent laser gaze continually

Pierced the very armor of my rebellion, which gave way

To inner sordid thoughts that plagued my very mind

The constant visitation to his quarters of Slumber

Tea in hand

Bearing the essence of your jasmine perfume largesse

Which you acquired through your various travels

Gave way i fear to the cold passion we shared

Like bits of rocks rubbed against each other

We did spark defiantly at first

But due to constant friction we are now a burning flame

Dear Madam

Your Husband just became mine

Why? I do not know

But please know this wasn’t fortuitous

I know

For while he was staring I was caring

And when he called I was there

Caution of your revenge comes to mind

But what do I care, he is mine

I tie my apron as you should have

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