If Were Both Twenty Six Poem by kemurl fofanah

If we were both twenty six, and our talents fresh
Imagine what we would do!
Wow! We would ride the sky at night
When dreamers eyes are wide open gazing at their thoughts
We would steal their worries and paint it with our love

If we were both twenty six
Just imagine what we would do!
I'ld hang my lips all day in your mouth
And you would do whatever you want with it
We would lay our legs between each others passion and grill till honey fill our desire

If we were both twenty six
We would write ourselves thousand love poems everyday
And each poem the length of our life span
We wiuld dance in and out of our youthfulness to the edge of the World

All this we would do if we were both twenty six
We would summon the dead from the first page of creation and teach them how to live love
We would go into the future and draw out our replica from our waist bones

If we were both twenty six and our talent fresh and flourishing
We would visit every household with the reach of our pen and write our story in their minds
We would impregnate the stars with our life and make millions of it generations bore the mark of our story

If we were both twenty six
We would rally our strength and spoil it in bed
We would replace our voices with romance and lasting orgasms
We would tie ourselves in bed for thousands minutes everyday
And slay our innocence without remorse

If we were both twenty six
We would have built our home at the bank of the euphrates where our nature would be neighbors that comfort our story
We would light up a pyre of passion and let it burn till the world shut it eyes

But since we are not both twenty six
And we live in different ages
We will trade our differences with our all
And let our poems and daring passion tell the truth of what we would have done
If we were both twenty six and our talent fresh and flourishing