ELLA

I walked slowly down the school hallway,
Taunted by the demons inside of my head,
As my soul away from my body it began to stray,
Little did I know where I was being lead.

I came upon a lady possessing a divine structure,
Her waist looked so delicate as the curves of a wine glass,
I feared from a simple touch her hip could I fracture,
At that moment she had become my class.

Her long braids danced seductively on her back,
with skin so smooth looked richer than Swiss chocolate,
I dreamed of kissing her with hands firmly around her neck,
I wondered if this was just luck or fate.

Who was this maiden fairer than Cinderella?
One who simply went by the name Ella.

Adesina Aanuoluwapo John - 2015