THAT COLD NIGHT
Some days in Winter. My body dances to beats strange to my feet. The whirl of the cold wind tormenting my body in a painless torture, it's electrifying sensation catenating into cold flames. I don't burn but I feel my body on fire.
Oh, don't give me that look. It's normal and I'm fine
Those nights, when darkness elude my soul of it's virtue. Making me crave for the sons of Adam. The thought of the damn consequences resonates comfort and hope to my tormented soul, reminding me that I'm not a nymphomaniac . 😂
© Mgbada Chiemerie Favour
Oh, don't give me that look. It's normal and I'm fine
Those nights, when darkness elude my soul of it's virtue. Making me crave for the sons of Adam. The thought of the damn consequences resonates comfort and hope to my tormented soul, reminding me that I'm not a nymphomaniac . 😂
© Mgbada Chiemerie Favour
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