Lovers in Abundance To love you is to share you To want you is to watch you soar Explore, my love There’s enough love to go round Love me and love him A little greenery is but fuel to our love Yours, his and ours—bonded by love Un ménage à trois— perfection. ©Zola

Bandit Baby Highway baby, highway criminal Sleek as eel, wearing heels Steal my heart and steal my gold Till all that’s left is a bit of my soul Highway baby, highway criminal Skin like milk, clad in silk Snatch my breath and snatch my dosh Till all that remains is a ghost of me Highway baby, highway criminal Take,take and take And give nothing in return But still I’m yours. ©Zola

Grey The line between right and wrong You’re the middle ground upon which I lay in times of doubt Neither here nor there Cowardice to some, indifference to others The journey of life sometimes gets us to you Long ago we looked up to you when folly misled us But these days e’en the foolhardy bears your cologne Still, I yearn for your scent. ©Zola

DEAR BOLATITO, So, I bought the wine you recommended. It tastes like shit. I’ll stick with my Smirnoff Ice. My mum keeps suggesting that I go back to Dr. Bolarinwa. That man is sick in the head! How can a supposed therapist be such a creep? See what I said about…

Before I Die Before I die, lead me through the valley of lust Before I die, let my soul yield to the passion of life Before I die, lift me to the mountain of plush wonders Before I die, clothe me in the suit of my birth Before I die, drown me in the ocean of bliss Before I die, bask me in your orgasmic aroma Before I die, lose me in the deep of the earth Before I die, drill me till I come! © Zola

BEYOND I know where I should be right now. But life happens. On Tuesday last week, I had the best wine ever, courtesy of Ify. He offered to take me home from work, and we had stopped at the supermarket to get groceries. “You know you deserve the best, Toye.” …

Abyss of Nothingness Eyes are glazed from smoke and rot Soul’s distraught over views and news Numbness is the order of the day The streets has me overwhelmed The sheets had me underwhelmed Might just take a jump Holy verses no longer soothe Clergyman said I'd be damned for a jump But a jump might bring a feel But to take a jump, I must move Move, I beg my soul. ©Nefertiti_Right_Hand

IN THE BEGINNING WAS THE PRESENT You probably don’t remember verbatim how the quote goes. You don’t remember where you heard it or how it sank into your subconscious but it is your daily mantra. It tells you to live in the present, let go of the past and advises…