Till The Sun Returns to Dust
Masculine movements that solve a riddle- Around her waist, a wind of war wriggles.
A management of many maneuver of muscles.
No therapy can tame these teasing tussles. Body-parts in pursuit of passionate patterns.
For vision, romantic rhythm needs no lantern.
The willingness if a waist that wrestle for lust.
She wouldn’t stop tiill the sun returns to dust.
A casual calisthenics being overtly carried out.
They both deserve Olympic medals, no doubts.
Lanre Badmus
The Poetic Assassin
Mississippi USA
January 2026
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