I gaped in awe at the slender figure that walked down the river path

I could swear I heard her beads rattle simultaneously with my heartbeat

She seemed to sway her hips in unison with the songs of the birds

The winds whistled in glee as the stubborn grass along the narrow path graced her skin

Her tattered and neat garment hugged her tightly; I was jealous

I looked on as she cleaned her face with the garment; Now I was mad

 

The sole of her feet barely touched the earth

The soil prayed she never leaves its coarse surface

I prayed she never crosses the peripherals of my vision

I could see clearly through her opaque cloth

She moved on and my five senses followed suit

 

She clutched on to her water pot with alacrity

If only I was molded in a potter's shop

Only then would I have found my way into her tender bosom

 

She was at the river bank but she moved on and so did I

I knew not that I was following her, actually I was

Lost in lust I wished not recover from

Her presence at the riverside brought a unique ambience to the place

The water caressed her and I saw a strange smile

 

"You men who cannot control your unstable libido" she said

Alas  thought I heard her speak.

Or was I still dreaming?

Presently I heard devilish laughter

I was standing face to face with the devil, or so I thought

I knew then that I was no where near man's land

 

But I turned around and saw perfection

They epitomized beauty on the outside but venom inside

 

I thought of Eve, or was I Adam from the first generation?

Almost at once I saw darkness but I stared on

I could no longer see my queen nor her beautiful comrades, but I stared on

I was blinded but I stared on

"Go home and tell your kind to beware of their lustful nature"

 

Then I heard the familiar crowing of the cocks in my compound

 

I knew I had returned from hell