Yussif Ahmed Ibn Yussif

A hand came for mine Resistance faded away. Has a hand ever caressed your body The most sensitive parts of it   Like electricity, she sent sparks down my spine Her caressing, a gentle release of electric shocks I returned the favour, ten folds   Bodies slumped like emptied sucks Only this time, with brains The heart kicks in Racing the mind   A salivating throat Thirsty lips A gaping mouth A receptive space And a stiff stick*   Peel Unpeel   TO BE CONTINUED .......                  Yussif Ahmed Ibn Yussif                  ahmed.yussiph@gmail.com

Flowery, but deadly Some, just a phase Others, it’s a façade It could be fake Or fact   Either way, no blames We aren’t that different We are all flamy* Who doesn’t hide the ugly Who doesn’t show the not ugly   Forgive his half truths He wishes to tell you more But the world is not accustomed To accommodating the ugly And guess what, you’re his world                 Yussif Ahmed Ibn Yussif                 ahmed.yussiph@gmail.com