We met in the most embarrassing of circumstances,
on a quiet chilly autumn night,
Devoid of sense did I towards her make advances,
her face did I not see for illumination was provided by the moonlight.
Yet the curves of her hips tore through the darkness,
and my heart did beat like a thousand drums,
for her beauty that moment became my weakness,
as the oxygen was replaced by oxytocin in my lungs.
My blood was intoxicated by wine,
her fingers through my hair sent me to sleep steadily,
I worshipped her like a deity in the Shrine,
And this goddess was named Stephanie.
Adesina Aanuoluwapo John - 2015
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