A Poem For My Heart's Desire. Poem by Elorm Dogbo

I do not know how to call
The colour of a dry gourd
But that is the colour of her skin.
Her eyes full of love
Seems impossible for me to have
My thoughts for her seems
To be the themes
Of my consistent daydreams.

Her legs and thighs
Magnets me with the desire
To see what is behind
Paired up as if they are telling me
That heaven laid beneath.
What i see on her chest
Calls me to see for myself
And those i see at the back
Tells me that my unborn child
Would enjoy the best piggy-back.

If glances stolen were to be paid
I would have gone bankrupt by now
All these components truly
Had erased my unattainable cravings
For all the female celebrities,
Celebrities i see only,
Only on my black and white TV.

I find it heavy to bear
The feelings i have for her.
If only now were as Shakespeare's time
I guess a poem like this
Would have done it for me.