I never liked dancing,

No! I didn’t know how to do it.

But then I heard steps, tiptoeing from the unknown yet at close-range.

There was no drummer around, I looked and searched,

The steps then diffused into a rhythmic sound and got closer than ever ,

Startling the legs in an irregular pattern,

Until the heart saw what sound it was,

And with joy, began a proper dance;

Her first, at a sound that was your heartbeat!

©️Duncan Yaw Alidza

#love #heartbeat #dance

Why do you feel worthless?

Why do you say you don’t deserve to live anymore?

Why haven’t you found a soulmate?

Don’t tell me you’re not beautiful ,

And who told you your face is your beauty?

Why allow lies to walk over you, bruising and flattening your being?

Whilst the carrier of these lies watches on

With her deceptive glasses.

Oh! Oh! Mirror on the wall,

Why have you decided to kill the joy of this young woman?

Your heartlessness has coerced her into looking different ,

Scaring her suitors away .

I’m unable to recognize her anymore

Even though I haven’t left her presence in half a dozen years.

©️Duncan Yaw Alidza

#love #beauty #mirror

I fought a battle,

In the rain

And under the sun.

Drenched and burnt,

Yet remained unmoved.

Rooted in the soft sand

In the face of aggressive winds

And still not perturbed.

The eagle watched on,

As the roaring beast lurked around,

Graced by the hunter’s soaring arrow,

But I stood like the rock of Gibraltar

Only to be withered by your presence,

Turning me into a makeup powder

That has disappeared into your body,

At your touch.

I left the daffodils

So bright and cheerful,

For the rose at a feminine pace,

And with soothing smell,

At the crossroad

Where the sun kissed the young night

In a scene that clouded minds with a

dusked feeling.

There, the shadow of our love joined

And grew tall, to the touching of dawn.

How the cock’s cry, startled your body out of mine

at the crescendo, is what  the mind continues to brood over.

I believed my mom was my wife

I believed all the girls loved me

I believed I will become rich and buy all the houses in town.

I believed that singing at night invited ghosts

I believed my dad was the richest man in town

I believed butterflies were birds

I believed the rains came when I cry

I believed America was in heaven

The thing that I like waiting for is

the kiss from her,

At an hour when darkness

Bid farewell to light

And my adrenaline needs a spark,

Her wet lips, steps in

And everything else becomes invisible.

©️Duncan Yaw Alidza

#love #heart #romance #night #Errotica