Nnamdi! Dearest Nnamdi
I’m sure you know I like you
With your intense eyes and strong chin
Fully covered with beards that connect.

Nnamdi! Dearest Nnamdi
Even the shape of your head intrigues me
I refuse to speak of your mouth
With those lips that can cause trouble.

Nnamdi, dearest Nnamdi!
Why so tall? Why so built?
Even with the little pouch on your stomach
I know strong abs lie beneath

Nnamdi! Dearest Nnamdi!
With your strong hands and wicked laugh
Even the way you smell is mad
All male, all male, all male.

Nnamdi! Dearest Nnamdi?
I’m sure you know I like you
But I like me more.
Won’t you like me too?


I’ll be numbering my poems this year. Just to reach a small goal. Putting it out here helps with accountability and stuff, so please indulge me, eh? Thanks!

Published by clandie

Most loved daughter of a King. Lawyer and aspiring writer. Hair lover and everyday story teller.

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    1. πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ I look forward to that. That your chin that is not fertile. Some people are just meant to do baby boy for lifeπŸ˜†πŸ˜†πŸ˜†


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