So, today a poem from a poet that has been here before.

Meka Wrights is an Abuja based writer and poet with magic fingers that demystifies love at all levels, he is an avid reader and a believer of God.


A mere touch with the lips, or press the lips against, they call it…

But what we shared last night was beyond pressing lips against a part of the body, it was a union of souls..

Like wax, I melted into your bosom as I presented myself bare, despoiled and vulnerable to the magic you performed…

Your lustrous luscious lips was the congregation, the juice we exchanged, the sermon. and the sensation afterwards—spoken words; words that muttered

“I love you”

Words that whispered

“I’m yours sincerely”

Words that uttered

“I’ll never leave you”

That kiss wasn’t a kiss, it was a tango between souls on fire..

© Meka Wrights

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