ALL IS YOU

At this moment I’m enveloped in deep emotions, sealed up in utter mawkishness by thinking of you. I'm wondering what I'm doing writing this as much as I'm wondering what might run through your mind when you read it, if I do find the courage to deliver it to you. My heart is painfully convoluted when I ponder the uncertainty of what we share, yet filled with sweetness when I reflect on the memories we’ve built by our constant rendezvous. More so, looking at your picture just by the side of this compose page just completely sheds all my other competing thoughts...(You are truly, stunningly beautiful)

Maybe I think out of turn, maybe I have a stupid mouth, maybe my fingers have a consciousness of their own, maybe my dreams wake up with me every morning, maybe my fantasies are quixotic, maybe I am literally blinded by what I see in you, maybe I'm a little too sensitive, maybe I just can’t figure you out, maybe I'm being too serious about this whole affair, maybe......of all that goes through my mind, I am so sure of but one thing; I LOVE YOU DEEPLY. This is why it struck me as unfair that you would think that "it is only the people that U love U know, U don't know those who loves U".

I have always been a master of disguising how I felt about anyone. At best I may write about it. But you have somewhat inspired a display of my true feelings of love in visible expressions...so much so that I have hoped you would see it, and feel it.

I have looked into your eyes, held you, kissed you, fondled you and made sweet love to you in passionate and affectionate ways that shall forever hover in my deepest and sweetest memories. Yet, I have never felt like I owned you. Now the ownership I envisage is not as a property, for no price tag could ever be put on you...maybe but the price of love, which I freely give, but could never fully understand your receiving posture.

I ask myself what makes you different, special and unique, in a league of your own, uncontested in the Championship game of my heart. But every time, the answer evades me, leaving behind only a more acute longing for what that answer could be, and even a more intense desire for you, as I realise that the answer lies with you.

I never get enough of you, as your essence is inexhaustible, constantly breeding affection, each new moment generating it purer than before. The world we share whenever we are together is timeless and you become all that revolve in my existence.

The look in your eyes when I initiate every thrust, accelerates the momentum of passion, as we begin a new existence in a world where sight is of little consequence, for every touch is a conversation, and we communicate freely, giving as much as we take, and then some more...Your body is a wonderland, and I am a lost wanderer, content with the assignment of exploration, as every new site has the potential to produce a fountain of wetness, ensuring a smooth delivery as I slide-in homeward, moving to the rhythm of our tender turbulence.

And I accept within myself, in moments we both reach our slobbering pinnacle amid your resonant musical undertones that you are everything to me, and ALL IS YOU...
Arinze Steve Ifi
10-10-09 (5:34pm)