LOVERS NIGHT
Waiting by the bus station for my mystery woman, paranoid and tired figure walked up to my bent head, shouted at my weak face “my love” and my heart recognized that voice and awoke again with hope for better frenches and real hugs, hurried to the cab waiting at the park, with our hands locked in on each other. we got home with no much Lagos demons to frustrate us tonight, an award show was supposed to be attended with my soulmate but i trusted in fear than hope, I know pain, heartbreak and shame we played soccer at down town bury till they left me handy with choices of being back again i brought tears food i made to my heart to eat while i dice my meat on her tray a beauty queen life brought my way a rare gem to those who knew her value her only words were “spoil me papi” and her slave moaned to her request fast she ate my food while we steamed our meats scored two goals, showered and left the room, drove out to the venue at Ikeja on the alte cruise like a jiggy n...