HER EYES
HER EYES
I want them to be mine and mine alone! It's a mystery I can't seem to get enough of. Am I charmed,I can't say. But certainly, I keep dreaming of such eyes so you can say I'm charmed. Nevertheless, I love the way I'm captivated by her like a puppy. I know it sounds absurd for a handsome, well-built, wealthy and 5'6 man like me to be enthralled by the wimps of a roguish yet beautiful woman. I guess I'm a testimony to the fact that love is no respecter of class nor age.
Love certainly abounds in the weirdest places like a mushroom thriving in a rotten log of wood. You can take that statement from me, a certified Yoruba demon who gloats in the heart breaks of a thousand and one women, yet falls prey to the dictates of a serial heartbreaker. Pretty ironic right? I guess people of like minds actually do attract each other like a magnetic field. Or, you can call it karma, I can't help but jokingly agree to this also. You can as well call it the power of love even though it hampers my repute as the Lion a.k.a King of heartbreaks.
Well then, this brings me to a stand that nobody is greater than dear Cupid's bow. Once, you are a target and you're thankfully captured, there's no going back! You remain caught in the web of love embodied in those beautiful hazel eyes of hers like a fish entrapped in the ocean's grip but yet, swims gracefully in excitement. Not to scare you at all, love still remains a beautiful thing, a fact I couldn't dare agree with until two months ago. A time when I became reborn as a lover boy to the core.
Certainly, it was those eyes! Eyes which bore the vulnerability of a lioness pleading for shelter among the pack of wolves, forgetting that she rules the forest they both inhabit. Like a knight in shining armour rendering the services of a gentleman, I gallantly rose to the occasion until I was confronted with the unexpected and had to back down quietly like a lion overthrown at his own game.
To make it worse, his own terrain, my VIP villa which houses my top clients from all spheres of life. I think I can brag about my wealth now, at least I thought so. Until SHE coaxed me under her, and I, the MAN amongst men,became nothing but an imbecile, an ant and an obedient dog at that. Truly, I...
I want them to be mine and mine alone! It's a mystery I can't seem to get enough of. Am I charmed,I can't say. But certainly, I keep dreaming of such eyes so you can say I'm charmed. Nevertheless, I love the way I'm captivated by her like a puppy. I know it sounds absurd for a handsome, well-built, wealthy and 5'6 man like me to be enthralled by the wimps of a roguish yet beautiful woman. I guess I'm a testimony to the fact that love is no respecter of class nor age.
Love certainly abounds in the weirdest places like a mushroom thriving in a rotten log of wood. You can take that statement from me, a certified Yoruba demon who gloats in the heart breaks of a thousand and one women, yet falls prey to the dictates of a serial heartbreaker. Pretty ironic right? I guess people of like minds actually do attract each other like a magnetic field. Or, you can call it karma, I can't help but jokingly agree to this also. You can as well call it the power of love even though it hampers my repute as the Lion a.k.a King of heartbreaks.
Well then, this brings me to a stand that nobody is greater than dear Cupid's bow. Once, you are a target and you're thankfully captured, there's no going back! You remain caught in the web of love embodied in those beautiful hazel eyes of hers like a fish entrapped in the ocean's grip but yet, swims gracefully in excitement. Not to scare you at all, love still remains a beautiful thing, a fact I couldn't dare agree with until two months ago. A time when I became reborn as a lover boy to the core.
Certainly, it was those eyes! Eyes which bore the vulnerability of a lioness pleading for shelter among the pack of wolves, forgetting that she rules the forest they both inhabit. Like a knight in shining armour rendering the services of a gentleman, I gallantly rose to the occasion until I was confronted with the unexpected and had to back down quietly like a lion overthrown at his own game.
To make it worse, his own terrain, my VIP villa which houses my top clients from all spheres of life. I think I can brag about my wealth now, at least I thought so. Until SHE coaxed me under her, and I, the MAN amongst men,became nothing but an imbecile, an ant and an obedient dog at that. Truly, I...