Foraging Far Away From Home

On one of my naughty excursions I followed the trail of dreams Footsteps of passion called my name I was foraging far away from home I was in the lush wilderness of life All my desires were vibrating and colorful All my wants needed a bit of satisfaction It was a stormy night of seductive maneuvers I was foraging far away from home The open sea of tempestuous emotions was very near And I was the oscillating wave of raw passion To and fro, I was the full intensity of romanticism Loaded with bullets of desires I was ready to unload a full spectrum of demands I was foraging far away from home Not least bothered by this unbuttoned spirit I was tearing into the foliage of life I was licking the nectar on every strawberry with my eyes wide open I was foraging far away from home In this episode of desire Life was a bowl of cherries I was tempted to embrace all of my tumultuous desires I was inside the forest of seduction And my profusely illustrated desires were yearning for more I was inside a dream and the dream was real ….to be continued ©Kenneth Maswabi