Two Hearts, One Home

 

 

Two Hearts, One Home

Nights after dinner would be the best for them boys. Dad would sit them on the front porch and talk to her like they had met yesterday. 


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That she loves love notes and babies, likes giving gifts. 

She has a hard time accepting compliments because she thinks she's not good enough to receive that much attention. 

She loves her whole family and all of her friends. 

That if well taken care of, she loves like she has the secret recipe to a happy heart.

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They would giggle and smile, flatter mum too through the window. 

"It's time to sleep," she would shyly utter in humor, "I also want to hear the story, and know who she is...." 



To the girl in the cafeteria 

To be honest, I'm not a stalker, but for once, someone's beauty is making my heart pop up

A real definition of beauty; the songs of Lady Bird, loud and in perfect tone 

She makes my school days; the first time I saw her, I ordered ten cups of tea just to stay and stare at her

I'm in love with the lady at the cafeteria, heard her name is Cynthia.

I don't know how to approach this lass at the cafeteria. I plan to go when the place closes. 

I'll tell her what I feel for her, just to make it clearer; who knows, maybe she feels the same.

But in case she rejects the son of man, I'll increase the number of tea cups I order, more stares at her until she gives me a chance...


This girl at the cafeteria...

 

 

 Still Charming

 For all the good times back in our youth

For all those times I called you cute

Guess it's the price I pay now

Loving you (with no strength to stop)

        Sixty-five years still seems like yesterday

        When for the first time you said yes

        And gave me a responsibility; your heart to  never let it bleed       

Forget the children, they're all grown now

Gave me the best of you, never been a clown

Made me so proud, my generation is now known

A blessing of a lifetime; I'll never drown 

          So give me that smile; let me see your last teeth 

          Walk like the queen you are; let's enjoy the little time we have

           Pay no attention to their critics; they'll make you sad

           Always do good; give our lineage the best; let's hope they remember us....

 

 

It's the season of love 

 

You want her to love you more?

Get back home not at 8pm today but 9pm from work 

Don't talk to her, head straight for your bedroom; take off your clothes, pick a towel and go to the bathroom then take a cold shower

Come back to your bedroom and put on that favourite pajamas of yours, yes, the one she got you as your 1st anniversary gift 

Then sit at the dinner table and ask for your food 


See that's how you destroy a marriage... 


But again, that's the best way to spice it up


She'll ask you what's wrong because that's not normal

And immediately she does that, get up, hold her by the waist and gently bring her close enough to hear her heartbeat

Give her a peck in the forehead (come on, a peck on the lips is normal) and tell her how much you love her

That she's the best thing that's ever happened to you, 


That their, that's how you do it...


I'm not married yet

I've never had a pajamas as a gift

But at least I was curious enough to secretly watch my parent's magic

Of how they turned love into games that worked in ways so magical and romantic; probably making Romeo and Juliet jealous in their exiles


Marriage is a play I don't wanna miss 

Marriage is a prison, yes it is ...

But which prison serves kisses and smiles for breakfast?

Which one has laughter as the bells that wake you up every single morning and reminds you that you're stuck in this beautiful covenant forever

Which prison serves coffee on any cold day and cuddles for midnight desert

And laughter and passion, it's the prison anthem...

Now that's a prison I don't wanna miss...


And I know they will ask 

I know they will ask of why you do all that for her 

Why you sacrifice all that for him

Why you try so hard to make it work out when it seems lost, especially then 


And when they ask you... 

Tell them it's her 

Tell them it's him 

The one who has never broken your heart 

Tell them he's the one in who's company you get all things you probably wouldn't have dreamt of 


It's the season of love, so let's love more...  

 

 

 Can I Be Him?

Can I be the one you call at 2am just because you can't stop crying

Can I be the one you call to talk about your flaws 

Can I be the last person on your call list before you go to bed

Can I be the one you talk about in all your petty stories

Let me be the one pinned in your WhatsApp chats 

The one to make you have that good-day smile every single morning you wake up

And make you get back home a little early just so we could start our night chats 

Let me be him... 

 

 

 Shivers

I have found love. 

The recipes of this love is found in our heart, hands and in between our legs!

So we'd try to enjoy our time with love in our hearts, palm fronds in our hands, and shivers in our legs


I've found love 

The one in whose arms I feel numb

Perfect love, to my friends love has made me dumb

Smiles and butterflies, my days magical and calm

The love I always wanted 

Someone I waited for 

I've found love 


This love will be nasty,if we begin will a little touch here and little peck there

Let’s lock  lips for hours 

Let our saliva exchange homes

Yes,I have found love 

Don’t mistake this for lust 

It’s the beginning of the love I’ve for you


Let's dance to our perfect song 

Lie naked on the floor, face to the ceiling and listen to what our future is telling our past 

Hide behind the curtains, enjoy ourselves until we forget beds exist 

It's the love I've found, making me go crazy 

A perfect one, my life is no more wavy 

I've found the one 

I've found love 

 

© Synonymous Writes  x  ©amimoh  

 

Ooh Life Can Be Good 

  White is the best of colors
           That's  the color of a wedding dress
Bright is the best word for a better future
           It has the word 'right' in it
          (All these are the easiest to shadow away; just the  slightest of 'dirt')

Life is good, ooh life can be good
Only sucks when you are in a mess
With no cling; nowhere to hide your face
Believe me that sucks, so bad

Face sore, heart sore; bruises has made her once love life sore
Memories of what she thought was the perfect score
Flashbacks of a ceremony she believed would never ever make her mourn
Flashbacks of a ceremony that happened and passed
Like it never happened she says
Like it never ever happened
To her it never did...

         Life is good, ooh life can be good
         Only sucks when you're in a mess
         With no cling; nowhere to hide your face
         That sucks; yes it sucks

Married her in the local municipal church
Everybody was there; kin said they were a perfect match
Now he's there, with nothing on to clutch
Misunderstandings took it away, divorce the only way for each party's peace to claim
Heart sore in the best of ways, struggling to forget every feeling and memory
Like it never happened
Like they were never married...

     White is the most beautiful of all colors, yet the easiest to stain
      Bright is the word for a better future, it has the word 'right' in it
     And all this can shadow away, just a pinch of dirt

          Life is good, ooh life can be good 

           Only sucks when you're in a mess

          With no cling; nowhere to hide your face
         And that sucks,  yes it can go bad...

Like it never happened....


@amimoh

ETPS2398 OOH LIFE CAN BE GOOD
SIGNED @amimoh

  

 

 Maybe I've made it all Up

I lose my senses everytime I see him 

My world turns upside down, every emotion overpowers me 

I've tried avoiding him but somehow I always find myself in his presence

Maybe this is fate, or better still destiny's plans 

Maybe I've made this all up and the only thing left is to break away and never show up 

Maybe though, just maybe it's something true...

 

 

 The lady in Blue

I know the lady in blue, she's my neighbor's sister

The lady in blue works at the local grocery store, she's the one they call Flo 

That's the same lady who turned down my request the other day, reason I don't know 


The lady in blue is rich, her dad owns the local cafe'

She's the only daughter, the one with the family pride they say

I know she keeps all men in grey, doesn't want her emotions be swayed

That lady in blue 


Blue is her color, but behavior like stubborn flu

She has no clue of what she wants, corporate or love life 

Only knows she hates not blue, at least for now she can prove

Cause she wears blue, says it keeps her cool 

Blue 


She wears blue...







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