CUDDLED IN CATAPULTED WORDS

When two WHOREders MOUTHsturbates, the whole world gets turned on...

This isn't in irony, neither is it close to euphemism.. In this episode, Prestige brings Sissy to her dreamland as they both visit a nearby desert to quench their thirst with kisses....(Readers' discretion, 18+)

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The Romance: Prestige and Sissy

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Sissy:

Prestige, my sweetness

You are not just a man

You are a superman 💪

Tougher and stronger than the glorified superman!

Perhaps to him, you are the superior one.

Prestige:

If I am superior to super man

Then it's because I got a strong woman

Fusing me with Energy, Truth and Love.

You do it with ease

But I know it's no tease

Your words are sweet like manna

It spurs me to embrace good manners

Sissy:

😄

It's easy for me to be a strong woman!

‘Cos I'm being schooled by a virtuous man!

Nurtured and cuddled in catapulted words!

That has elevated me to my essence' core

Prestige:

You flow like LAUREN's stream from up the HILL

Killing me softly with this love that I feel🎶

You are everyone's sweet lady but MY WOMAN💃

Warming my heart with music, with a hot ONE DAY COAL

Sissy:

I hear you call me your woman! 😍

And my heart bounces @ the thought of you my man!

Though you eulogize me as Sugar!

I confess that you are sweeter

Prestige:

Sweet sweeter sweetest

Honey is sweet 🐝

Prestige is sweeter

Sissy is the sweetest

‘Honey Prestiger Sissiest’

Sissy:

More, much, most

Sissy loves all, but Prestige more!

Prestige loves Sissy as much,

And sissy loves him most

Prestige:

Let's go to the desert

And quench our thirst with kisses

Let's go to the garden

And play naked like Adam and Eve

Sissy:

Let's hold hands together,👫

Basking in our union like there is no other!

Let's mingle and tangle

After all, it takes two to Tango.

Delve into me as you would lick Mango

Hold me close and don't let go

Prestige:

I will squeeze you like orange 🍋

Wipe your ripe mangoes with my wet towel

Cover your thighs with kisses👄

And your river will never run dry

Sissy:

Oh my darling!

Envelope me in your Bosom,

Fill my river with your magic rod!

Fuel me with sizzling sparks and redeem my weary heart

Dice me and Spice me into a story!

Take me to Paradise and tame me!

I command and also beg thee,

to love me forever beyond the reach of time⏰

Prestige:

Sissy Love, my beautiful dove

Please shun all worries about loving you forever

Cos’ on the very first day I fell in love with you💛

I brutally amputated the hands of time😕🔪

Sissy:

😄

My heart beats faster,

I have suddenly grown taller and bigger!

Hearing the words I so desire,

Spring out from your sincere lips!

I love you deeply,

Truly and wholeheartedly too💋

By: Prestige Ifeanyichukwu Bernard & Sissy Dirisma

Edited by: Bankole Kolawole

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The journey has just began…..Watch out for the next episode…

SAMURAI SECRETLY PREPARES AN ANT'S RACE ON "THIS WAR"

OLAYINKA SAMSON AREMU (SAMURAI) is  a renowned "WORDiator" as popularly chanted in  the poetry/spoken word parlance in Nigeria. He is a Spoken Word Poet whose lines tickles the fantasies of the hardest of hearts. He is uniquely known for fighting with invisible swords on stage, little wonder he is a SAMURAI.

He was the 1st Runner-Up at the biggest poetry slam in Nigeria (War of Words Season 4, 2014), twice 2nd runner-Up at Abuja Poetry Slam 2015).  He has performed on countless platforms from university campuses, radio and television shows, poetry and soul music events in almost all the commercial nerve centers of the country.


Here, we bring to your mind's eyes, 'an open secret' on Samurai's latest move to produce two of his awe-inspiring spoken word videos, "This War" and "Ants' Race" that promises to  send romantic messages like archers into the heart of men previously-perfectly kissed by arrows.

You can't afford to miss the videos of those two multiple award-winning poems...hence you "WASH OUT"


THIS WAR
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This war is not to be fought on the battlefield
Where swords clang with the shield,
Where archers send romantic messages through bows
And the chests of men are kissed by arrows,
Where war-lords wield warriors
To fight, to surmount and to be victorious.
But this war started it all after all.

Haven't you heard of WET E, AGBEKOYA and ADO ODO PANKERE wars,
Where dangerous lions were unarmed of their paws
as the essence of their hearts pour
They never were apprehended with the fear of armed corps.
But of course,
This war started it all after all.

The kaboom Kaboom Of Gaza rockets,
That dismantled bricks, body, bones, ball and sockets;
Cases that can't stand on the legal docket
It emerged from "this war's pockets
This war started it all after all.

"BOKO ARE RAMS" slaughters men like Ileya rams
Bombings that surpass and supersede scams.
It all started with slams.
This war started it all after all .

You have heard about the war of Troy,
Where armies trample, invade and destroy.
Like little children playing with toys
They were unaware of the moment when war walked in to whisk away their joy
and all what they enjoy
Their plenteous pretties and beauteous booties were destroyed
This war serves several serenades of decoy.
This war started it all after all .

There's been so many religious conflicts,
When our founding father's fading faith contradict
When holy heathens and believing infidels refuse to mix
When religious leaders wore the robe of convicts
The Holy books and this war intermix.
This war started it all after all.

When Husbands and wives divorce
When men were riding and hitting their wives like horse
When women hearken not to their hubby's voice
When they have to part paths by force,
This war is the source.
This war started it all after all.

This war is fun for some,
For those that are troublesome.
This war is sorrow in the hearts of others
That love all as their brothers.

This war like every other war starts with a war song
This war is a fight for rights against the wrongs
This war is a dialogue-dictating epilogue
This war takes the shape of your tongue
This war started it all  after all

This war is always around us
This war lives on the insides of us.
It processes its process in our brains and follows the furrowed flows in our vocal cords
It works innately and with us in accord.
This war begins and ends every other war
This war travels farther than birds.
This war is the war of words.

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