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Tone: Mrs me

Satisfaction is the result
Sandwiching the gigantic cake
That she effortlessly bakes.
These love portions are the sweetest
So authentic far from fake
Someday she has my name to take.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Tone: Sauces and pots

In cooking pots,
Her spices and salts
Makes the best sauce.

These cooking pots
Are love enduring
All steams and ashes…

The spices and salts
Are little things
And more she does….

Her sweet sauce is
Enamoring-
-Love, seen in us.

Gladdens my heart
Her kind of love
Could rise dry bones.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Tone: Attached

Your presence kills me slow
My heart drums loud and fast
It pulls me, clouds I go
At sunrise and sunset.

Your absence makes me sick
My brain crash, where are you?
It fess up a high risk
At all cost, I need you.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Tone: Logo and Vow

I know you are scared of it broken
But I promise, to be awoken
Into you, fixing all your desires.

Babe, there will be no holes in Swiss cheese
I can’t fetch water with basket
Baskets of my love will never leak.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Tone: Caught in air

Love is trust
Put your both
Feet in it
Break the ices
Close your eyes
And just jump.

Love is trust
Not cold foot
Just have faith…
It brings light
Live in no
Shadow’s dark.

Love is trust
Put all eggs
In one keg
While we jump
Falling from
Highest peak.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Tone: Love has same interpretation

Man :

Me, saw love looking beautiful,
Sense of smell then meliorated,
Soft then hard, excited humdrum
Me, tasted love it was magical
Interpreting, love in her thoughts

Woman:

Love saw me beautiful looking,
Smell of sense meliorated then…
Harden soft, humdrum excited
Love tasted me, magical it was
Interpreting thoughts in her love.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Love in Oklahoma – by Laura and Vinx

Making my way to my favorite place
Back then I had no clue that it was yet;
To be made a shrine of his tender face
Seeking attention, I can’t forget

The magnanimity of purple roses
Inhaling sweetness, adrenaline rush
Eyes gazing but there were not many choices
Than hush and suck the uncontrollable gush.

It makes me feel amazing to go back
To our days and times alive, but young
Replaying all we had done, late that night
Inside the redness; crowds we were among….

…Drinking, and exchanging sweet body fluids.
A compelling dive into ecstasy
Scintillating my soul, by his crude
Natural high, I cared less, if eyes could see.

By Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu and Laura Westfall

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Sonnet: Safe tone

Unfiltered pictures slide
Just like fun, grabbing horns
I saw you, shy subdued
Until you, fell like dews..
Now I got sonant heart
No Prada, I wonder
How I won, a hone born.

No kobo, I fumble
“Silver spoon, will come soon”;
You said it, I trust it
Am lucky, to win keys
That unlocks best of lucks
With no health peril felt
By your side love I found.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Response to an indecisive lady

I hear the songs you play
In background of love film
I have a lot to say…

I hope you just listen
To the candid advise
I shall love to chip in.

Please why not break the ice
To discover the truth
And see for your own eyes.

Melody in the hymn
Away you take his breath;
Focus only on him

He may appear strict
But weak by your charm;
Try to see through his chest.

Like farmer and his farm
You are his entity
You; he can never harm.

He loves your rich beauty,
Sweet charisma, smart brain
And personality.

©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Spinster Juice

I envision every lady
Ripe for marriage as a juice;
And as it stands, just as juice
You are; “a sweetness of ritzy”.

I know you are white as snow;
An immaculate untouched forest,
But, endeavor to listen and respect
The romance your toasters show.

Not saying, your legs should spread wide
On a clock, of the nine and three
For men to pluck fruits from a tree
But, just be flexible to rules and bend…

Listen to the sweet sound of love
Feel the breeze in your window
Get your heart a loving pillow
And the spitfire, let it dissolve…

Not all wedges are stumbling blocks
Let love lead you to the glitters
Or you be praying on the altars
For love to come out off the lock.

©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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