ME - By Virginia Nzioka


You saw me
At the first instance
Young, simple, untainted, an open secret.

That was me
That you met
My mellow eyes, searching innocently
My supple breasts, slowly rising from my warm bosom
My lips, caressed gently by the evening breeze
It was me.

Was me,
That you timidly touched
That my groin you held, assuredly
Then progressively discovered me
That was me

It is me
That you see
Me, that you have
It is me around you
Full blown, mature, lovely
Curvy, shapely, beautiful
It is me
It will be me.

- Written by: Virginia Nzioka

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