Afrosidiac Poem by Jubril Balogun

The vent of air
Forced down the lungs
Cold sweat burning
Ripping through breastal cleaves
Longing, panting
Eyes crawling her curves
Pheromones oozed in fright
Choking the room with lust
Lips locked in a fight
Eyes could barely stare
The spasmic feel of content
Greasing the insatiable thirst
Perceivable thought of orgasmic trend
Itchy moments of unsung gerst
Bearing moans of unending luxury.
Pleasing, Teasing!