The Stranger by L. E. O
Its midnight
Lusaka bar is on fire
Dancing with her close up and skin tight
a night with a stranger
Highly tipsy
With everything hazy
The figure in front of me rules this terrazzo
As the rhythm hijacks our souls
Of course our minds have wandered off
Lost in thin air along side the cigarette puff
With our senses on vacation
There's no such thing as moderation
We are surely going to get wasted
To this coke bottle shaped body I remain magnated
I just can't take my eyes off this waist
Certainly I must get a taste
I was smiling wryingly
she was laughing gleefully
Seems she wants some
and I have more
Just today we are sure of
So I'd rather shrug it off
All my worries and leave them ashore
Let my heart be set ablaze by the burning liquor
Finally the lustful duo staggered to the car.
Dragged out of oblivion by the pain emanating from a leg scar
A church bell fell down in my head
Where am I? Where is the stranger?where is the car?
LAPITE EMMANUEL OLAMIDE (L. E. O)
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