One Night

One Night

A Poem by Créatif Word

Her body was numbed by the alcohol and loud music
Her ecstatic frenzy blocked out all sensations of any immediate consequences
Her pelvis moved melodiously to the rumba vibes
Her feet carried her flow and balanced her slightly bent body
She felt his throbbing extension against her full rounded buttocks
So she pushed even harder so he could flood

Her thoughts were everywhere
Lucid, incoherent murmurs blending with the African sounds of rumba
A constant knocking in her mind tried to remind her
"What time is it, mother is going to be upset"
It nagged at her, so she inhaled a bit of exotic weed to drown her thoughts
But no matter how much she managed to convince herself to go
She was imprisoned in the uncontrollable excitement of his groove
His huge arms encapsulated her entire being
Locked in the moment, their alcohol coated tongues met
The kiss aroused magical sensations between their groins
And made an unsolicited union enjoyable

She felt like a real woman, as his hands appreciated her wetness
"I'm out of control" she whispered in his ears
"I like it baby girl, get crazy for daddy"
His fingers spoke to her honey entrance in a language only the gods understood
"This is bliss" she thought to herself
Her drugged mind spoke in echoes, resonating in every corner of her body

He had promised to call her
But many sunsets had gone by
Nights marinated into days and weeks into months
Her heart grew wearily
"I love you baby girl"
The words still embraced every inch of her body
And in every inch of her womb
Something else grew, implanting itself
With the passing mornings
Her nausea grew stronger
Her Stomach played tricks on her
And her meals refused her refuge
Palpitations and dread consumed her heart
"What will mother say?"
Her friends will laugh at her

The club was quiet
But the ghosts of a vibrant night
Still lingered in the air
Rumba and stale sweat
Manifested into forms of delusions
He was no where to be found
Her cheeks greeted cold tears
And her future guillotined by her actions
Her mother demonized her thoughts
So she ran far away
Carried by a furious wind
She landed in-between the ruins of society
And she remembered the stories
Of a lady in dark clothes
A demon who snatched babies from wombs
Her arms were iron apparatus
And with one puff of her seductive breath
Your troubles are lost and washed clean
They called her Lady Puff

Her last memory in the smoke of confusion
Legs parted up high and cold steel
Against her young 12 year old thighs
"Sshh, relax little younger,
"Inhale this here portion, you won't feel a thing"
Lady Puff's eyes glared a persuasive flume
The girl's mind was tossed by luminous smoke
Mist and contorted figures carried her forth
As she felt the cold between her thighs

© 2013 Créatif Word


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Added on August 11, 2013
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Créatif Word
Créatif Word

Harare, Mashonaland Central, Zimbabwe



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I'm a student of life, but that doesn't mean that I will go where the wind goes. I love the intricate nature of the universe and the people who live in it... more..

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