Sensual—just Wannabe Poem by Hillary Nwaigbo

Just wannabe,
the only butterfly that tends to pollinate your flowers
Caressing your every apex
And causing it's bloom in seasons with blue colors.

Just wannabe,
the sole arms wrapped around your thin waist
Smooching every curves
And perfecting all your edges.

Just wannabe,
the soft hands running through your thin hair
Filling the very crevices between your plump burst,
the receptive laps to your endowed bossom.

Just wannabe,
To you like the busy-bee seeking for a comb
To lavish it's sweet honey in your curvy lips
Savouring the very sweetness that makes it sticky.

Just wannabe,
the only guy seeming bold,
In times when the weather seems cold,
to feel the warmth of your embrace
Whence my heart races swift to beat the pace
©MAVEN HILLS