Thursday 26 February 2015

Payback

Another lil-bit....




“Stop dragging me, please?” Tomi pleaded.
As she was being dragged to the other end of the party.
“I want you to meet somebody and stop behaving like you are the only married woman here” Nancy retorted.
Tomi halted and looked straight into her best friend eyes.
“Its not about being married, idiot!”
“Its all about what then?” A man’s voice interrupted.
The two friends turned around to face the man, seeing who it was, Nancy jumped and hugged him cheerfully.
“Woow this is you!”
The man laughed melodically “no one but me”
‘The voice!’ Tomi thought. She stretched her neck to see his face properly and recoiled back when she heard,
“and this is your friend?”
She faced the man and there lay the shock of her life.
She wasn’t the only one transfixed, the man too.
“You guys knew each other?” Nancy broke the silence.
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Moving rhythmically, reminiscing the old time. He stared down at her in a very loving way like a little girl who found her doll after a thorough search…wanted to punish the doll and at the same very happy for possessing the doll again. His hand was holding her back protectively, clinching her to his body. She smiled at him, getting lost in his eyes while her heart beat faster.
“Do you remember how we met? At my High School graduation party” he asked.
lifting her face to his with the finger tip of his right hand while the left hand was still holding her back.
“Funny how things change but still remain the same”
“How?” She asked meekly
“Don’t know why the DJ is playing this old music…but here we are dancing to it just like we did that very day we met at the graduation party.”
Tomi’s legs weaken, her eyes widen to the realization of the past, she could hear the sound of her heartbeat, it was fast and loud. She moved back from him slowing without turning her back to him. ‘I shouldn’t be doing this…that was in the past…I am married now…married!’
He tried to secure his position again but it was late, she had moved further away. He watched her as she walked away like smoke into the air just like she did before.
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As usual, her husband was waiting at the gate…he couldn’t sleep without her. He opened the gate for her and watched her while she parked her car at the garage. Her eyes were red, her make-up was ruined…he could see with the security light.
“Baby, what happened? Did you…” He asked looking worried.
“No, nothing happened! A fly entered my eye”
“A fly? Did u leave your side window opened while driving?” He asked concernedly
She ignored the question and entered the house. Her husband trailed after her.
“Did you fight with somebody?”
She removed her shoe and sat on the bed.
“I just said a fly entered my eye!” She retorted.
Her husband stared at her bewilderingly.
“Was that a raise in your voice?”
She mellowed…’This is going too far’ she thought and signed.
“I'm sorry, I didn’t mean to. I'm just tired, I need to sleep” she said finally
“Fine! Go ahead and sleep!” With that, he stormed out of the room.
She didn’t bother to follow, she was exhausted psychologically. She couldn’t get him off her, she couldn’t forget the heartbreaker she had been, she couldn’t let the past fly away with time.
She touched her archaic bracelet and let her tears flowed with the flow of her thoughts…she didn’t deserve him.
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“I never thought you would be here with the way you left me standing yesterday night.” He said coolly as he ushered her into his office.
“I'm sorry” she meant it
Uche raised his brow and smile crept to his lips.
“For what? For walking away yesterday or for walking away from my life? Which?” He asked sarcastically.
“Uche, I'm here to…” She slurred
He cut her short. “Which? Tomi, which? I need to know” he persisted
“I'm sorry for walking away from your life” she apologized mildly. “I didn’t mean to”
“Oh really? Ok, why did u leave all of a sudden yesterday?”
He walked up to her and camped her to the wall she was resting on. “Why?”
“Uche, I'm married now and I can’t be dancing with you like that. You were supposed to be in my past”
“Your past?!” He shouted.
Exhaled and subtle almost immediately. He raised his hand to her head and adjusted the mane of her hair to the back of her ear, trailed a finger from the back of her ear down to the neck line, zigzag to the upper region of her breasts and traced it back to her chin. She shivered at the cold and pleasure she was deriving. He raised her chin up to meet his eyes.
“Baby, this is not past, this is present” he said to her ear.
Capturing her lower lip with his lips, then used his tongue to draw the lip line. Tomi’s breathing labored, her handbag dropped silently. He smiled softly and parted her lips…he had missed this…the innocent young girl he taught how to love, how to kiss. He kissed her softly for few seconds, then fiercely.
“I am not supposed to be soft on you, you need to know that this is present not in the past” he muttered breathlessly.
He snapped off the buttons of the fitted shirt she wore and massaged her breasts with the bra.
Tomi could feel the sensation building up and found the strength to kiss him back, she used her feet to kick her bag away from her and gripped his butt, clinching his upright bulge to herself. She stood on her toes to meet his demand.
The action surprised them both but Uche wouldn’t let it waste. He hurriedly removed her shirt and lifted her off the ground. He used his waist to support her to the wall, wrapped her legs around him and exposed one of her breasts to suck while pestering her groin with his. She felt groggy with pleasure, clinging to him as if he was the only source of life and sanity in the whole world. She moaned for life, gasping at every touch and kisses…she missed him too…she fumbled with the belt and successfully withdrawn it from his trouser and set for his zip to remove his bulge that was threatening to tear the fabric.
He stopped her.
“I need you now! Damn it!” She protested.
He ignored her protest and moved downward to zip down her trouser, the wetness of her private part could be felt. He couldn’t take it anymore, he lifted her and placed her on his desk, removed her trouser and her pant…he looked at her well shaved part and glanced at his throbbing penis, then summoned all the courage he could muster…
He looked at her longingly and surprised them both…
“There is a restroom there, clean yourself then go and meet your husband. Call me when you are through, I will be waiting downstairs.” He said gallantly
Adjusted himself and walked out of the office just the way she did to him long time ago

First of all...Introduction!

Let this poem do the introduction,,,*smiles* Welcome!!!



I know it’s crazy…my desires
They are beautiful, call them nonsense
My want is as simple as snow
In its season, you shall find
I desire a crazy man
Not dirty and tattered
Not black with dreads
Neither scavenger nor roamer
A man with an aesthetically pleasing mind
Who will ‘ohhh’ and ‘wooow’ over a painting
Ask for forgiveness with a Kenny G
Exhibit his sexuality through pictures
Dance in the rain to write a poem
Cruise the lonely road on a power bike
His body, a perfect sculpture to touch
Emitting soothing poetry
Our house, a beautiful chaos
Drawn by a drunken madman
Dwelling in a lion’s concave
Filled with blossoming flowers
With paintings defining us
Scattered around artistically
Antiques, vases, musical instruments
And with each telling a story
Our kids…
Not doctors, lawyers, engineers or scientists, not acceptable
Artists, instrumentalists, architects, writers, photographers, art fanatics
Or better still…artistic doctor, artistic lawyer…Artistic whatever!
Just artistically crazy kids from artistically crazy parents
Oh well, I found the crazy man
But he is married to a sane woman
My cue to marry a sane man
And save the world
From a crazy generation