Olúwafèyíṣarámi

A family friend from childhood A friendship that was forged at youth camp And since then,managed to stay in touch. And then comes the twist Out of the blue, a proposal. A 2 weeks friends with benefit spree A time to test each other's sexual prowess. My gain? New knowledge on styles and some jewelry to boot. I laugh. The die was cast. Conditions were raised and demands made. And the proposal faded as passing wind. The price for the proposal couldn't be met. The drama continues And the more was laid on the table And you backed down and made decisions to remain as you are. Counting cost, logical reasoning and a PhD in view was enough. The established is structured and seen to work While the unknown is a risk. You pitch your tent on the towers of the known Proudly looking down at the folly of treading an emerging path. The matrix has you. Firm in its paws.

It's a wonderful morning Stuck on the BRT,many thanks to traffic Irritation and agitation everywhere To get to our different destinations And you saw me. On the annoying morning queue Waiting with my ticket to board And there you were waiting familiarly Smile on your face Urging me to come on in Confused, introduction was done.... And we talked. Friendship budded. You found there was more You took the red pill And entered the ship... But along the lines, It seemed it was never for the more. It was always about the girl. You wanted to have me...without paying the price. Confusion sets in. Ego enters the equation And the friendship becomes sour All that is left is your opinion about everything And nothing about life. Life just seeped out of it all Leaving a carcass of a relationship An obsession . You seem satisfied To catch just a whig of my perfume Or to steal a glance when I walk by in the morning. Or just to hear me laugh and say a hearty good m...

You are on a journey And all the drama around you Are all pointers to this work Pay attention. .. See and learn There's always something new to learn. Each person, each uniqueness is a speaking It is speaking to me.... Drawing the patterns in my life Building structures Knowing the colours The tools needed for construction The required skills The drama is a means to prepare me For the work to come I have to see I have to learn I have to live To be. To handle.  To use. To couple. To give.