A finger in the mouth
Runs slowly its entire length
Along a rough and hungry tongue
That grips with eager strength
Leaving behind a creamy trail
A tangy taste, a whiff inhaled
Of steamy creamy sourness
The scent of perfume mixed with sweat
A thought will now possess
Notions of innuendo beget
A big hard stick stirs rythmic’lly
The steaming pot of akamu
Until the labour and the toil
At last brings the pot to the boil
COPYRIGHT Unoma Giese 2010
9 comments On Guest Contributor Unoma Giese: “Sensensual”
I like this Verse. I too enjoy a good … banku 😉
hahahah@Nikoi – you’re killing me with laughter
This poem takes my breath away. Its soooo visually stimulating 🙂
A Big Hard Stick Stirs Rythmic’lly
A steaming pot…..
At last brings the pot to a boil.
On another blog I’ll be thinking about food but in this house we only eat one thing…
Brava, Unoma, you’re a sick woman. 🙂
very sensual.
”what a hot session” wow am on fire……
omg! i like where is the rest of this?
@bright i see u
Nice. Was this inspired by a real life experience.
very visual. can smell the aroma in the air.