City boy came back to the village

With a newly acquired skill from the city

He called it kissing

The civilized way of showing love !

A foreign act he boasted

Preaching with an air of superiority

We stood in awe with our wrappers tightly tied around our chests

Gathered around him in a circle

Large water pots carefully balanced on our heads

Feet bare

Watching him demonstrate this new skill we had never seen

Since non of us were bold enough to volunteer

He would close his eyes and stick out his thick lips like a donkey on heat

Then rub his lips vigorously against his palm like a dog with an itching mouth

Opening his mouth in the process and almost chewing his palm !

With saliva all over his palm!

What sort love is this foreign act ?

How do I reach for my beloved with my eyes closed?

Or find his lips when I cant see?

In this strange expression of civilized love?

Without making myself an object of ridicule?

Treasured are still the shy glances of lovers and the occasional touch

As I accompany my mother to the market with a basket on my head

Cherished are the tickles behind my ears with that lone broomstick or flower

As I sit on a fallen tree branch with my hoe resting beside me on the farm

And priceless  are your embraces

When we meet at the stream

With our eyes wide open

We all watch City boy in amusement and disgust

Alas! He has bitten his tongue!

All in an attempt to show off his newly acquired skill

The circle we have formed disperses

As we burst into laughter at his folly and misfortune

I am in no hurry to acquire new skills for this  civillized love

4 thoughts on “Kissing..” by OLUNOSEN a.k.a #SimpleEsanGirl (@ooluss)

  1. Rhoiy (@Roy-journals)

    I like this very much. City Boy didnt seem to have learnt enough lol!

  2. Korayday (@DelectableKay)


  3. One word….Smashing!!!

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