Lily Isong

August 17, - Nigeria
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To my Eve

To my Eve


If only I could choose where this wheel of a heart could spin to,
Maybe, probably... I wouldn't have chosen you
Now i'm caught in a tangling web of emotion
A position
beneath the Cascading gaze of tradition
where loving you is more horrifying than running a spear through your skull
It could cause a commotion
I'm fine but not good enough for you
So they say
They ridicule my love for you
They stare menacingly at my affection
because I'm Evelyn and you're Eve
What difference does that make?
Even you, your soul calls out for Steve
You want him not me
But I love you better

A load on a hunch back
Is the love I feel for you
My heart erupts each time I see the beauty of your eyes cave in an run like lake across your pretty face
You cry because of him
But I never hurt you
I'll never hurt you, not once!
I can fill your thighs with my warmth like he does
I may not have the balls
But I'm bold enough to drive you crazy
I can stroke through every spot of your form down to your cervix
I Can be a better lover my dear Eve

Worry not about the foetus
For we can have as many as we want
Doubt not
I may be sQUEER
But with you, I'm straightforward
My love for you makes me froward
Curse be Tradition!
We'll be happy together
For I love you and it's true.
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