Being unable to lift you
Being so rounded and so full
I sure cannot eat you whole
So I go from piece to piece
I discard your black clothing
And how you’re fleshy inside
I take a part and lick it all
And each next is sweeter still
Being so big it takes some time
But I get to the piece I saved for last
And like a slave I get to work
Even when all the juice is gone
Even when all the fruit is gone
I know I am hungry still
I stay long enough to kill
Till what’s left has got no taste
But still I am in no haste
Finally I have to let go
I’ll not hunger for one week
Anyway I’ll be too weak.
Nana Yaw Asiedu blogs at http://www.antirhythm.blogspot.com/
Nana Darkoa’s P.S: Can you believe NY wrote this poetry when he was a virgin? Who says sexuality has to be inextricably linked to sex? Does poetry turn you on?
12 comments On Guest Blogger Nana Yaw Asiedu on eating “Melons”
NY, I love this poem…thank you for sharing…”go from piece to piece”, that’s a tantalising thought
Thanks, Nana. You already know that you inspired me to share this with the world. 🙂
Safe to say that Nana Yaw is a breast man? 😉
water melons??? oh those, i enjoy them too!
just the way i savour them myself.
This is totally random… but a friend of mine who is living in Japan said that she saw a documentary about Ghana a couple years back.
According to the documentary, women carefully watch how men eat fufu because it is telling of how a man would treat a woman’s breasts. LOL! I found that hilarious, but I had never heard of it. Have any of you?
I even told my mother about this and we had major laughs from this. I think that was the extent to any talk about sex that we’ve had….aside from reproductive health education.
It sounds like everybody (at least those commenting) think this poem is about breasts but I didn’t think so at all…am I just not decoding the poem properly?
@lovelylind…this fufu/breast theory is not one I have heard of before, lol. Personally my boobs are not a huge erogeneous zone for me so as long as you are not trying to chew off my nipples I am cool.
and there was i thinking the poem was about “water melons”!!!
did i decode wrong too???
is the majority always right???
Used to love water melons, too, Novisi. Not so sure, now.
So, ND, you really, really did not think beyond melons?
In support of Lovelylind, I have heard about the theory of some women linking how a man eats to how a man loves.