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Pragmatic, reserved and a deep thinker who loves family, sports especially football where am married to two wives: the first, AC Milan who has my loyalty and the second wife, Manchester United who has all my undying love and pampering, lifestyle and society parties. Need I say the law is more than a profession but a lifestyle for me.

Adekanye Adeyinka Olajide.

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It is the weekend and am thinking: how would I want to spend it or where will I want to be for the weekend? As always, thoughts do not need to run a marathon to know where exactly am supposed to be. Without any iota of doubt in the composition of my being, with all certainty and confidence staggering like David facing Goliath, I most certainly, completely, and totally want to be next to you.

However, you see am only human with a will and wishes incomparable to the horses beggars would like to ride. Am so ordinary much so that I do not have any power to control the forces that impede me from laying next to you my baby, staring into your piercing eyes that see my every fear without my mouth running like dysentery. Whenever I long most to be in your arms and melt like chocolates under the influence of fire by your touch, something always do come up like the red sea before the Israelites and I am yet to find the Moses rod. Oh baby do believe me when your words come across through the phone serenading and soothing as it is; I always long to lay next to you and bare my shirt showing my big pot tummy – do not mind there are no six packs but am sure you love me no matter what. Above all, the tummy cannot stop me from going down on you well and taking you to the clouds back and forth. Have faith!

Sometimes, it is this thing called: distance that prevents us from being together. Although I never think it is strong enough to serve as the fence of prison walls, it sure finds its way in our matter. Because no matter how much we want to be together, the miles stretch too far to draw you to me and am left with only my feelings no matter how nimble and lofty they are, still cannot take me in flesh to overcome the insurmountable monstrous distance. The beautiful thing however is that your love is so relentless that it haunts me down in my dreams but just when am about to kiss you to life, the cockcrows.

Other times, it is these sweet sixteen girls in high heel shoes wild and randy. With them sometimes, men’s thought runs loose and he feels like a free lion ready to rock the jungle. When one is around the girls with the free heart, hardly can a man trust himself especially with the man between the legs, which I can tell you as certain as I seat in this chair, have its own head. As much as we are desperate to change that, it gets harder even though the heart stays with you the woman we love whom no matter what we keep coming back to, the body rides us like our old white masters. Nevertheless, playing days are over for me

I also can tell you authoritatively that what stops us from lying next to our loved one is the shackle we have brought upon ourselves. The false imprisonment of employment, which if you take a chirp into our soul, will reveal how much caged we are. Our jobs surely drain our very passion out of our soul as the plumber tools does dirt in the sink. As a result, we barely have the time to carry our frail body to you or even bear it to your warm embrace. We toil so hard to provide your never-ending needs that nourish your soul and make your love blossom that we often forget to separate our passionate needs for you.

Be sure however, my lady that no matter what comes my way trying to stop me from laying next to you, I will conquer and stand tall for you spending all I have for you not just for the weekend but everyday of my life because I just love being with you with no form of hesitation. You own me and do not believe in what the rumourmongers have to say, they have no other job than tear down a happy people with their searching stories. Even the sweet sixteen’s if there are any, are just your ‘abelejayan’ and the furthest thing from belonging to me.

Let me also confess that there are times when am the reason we fail to share our lovely admirations; after all, they say lying is bad habit. Built up feelings to be isolated or that naughty ally of mine – my mood often causes it. Do not get me wrong and don’t think about it too much, seeing your face sure heals my boredom and cures me of all loneliness but sometimes I just want to shy away from your shinning face so that it does not shine on me showing my worries, which I do not want you burdened by.

Each time I lay next to you, who can know the things that goes through my mind? It is always the best time of any time because it is you that I adore and being next to you is a treasure to seal away from the preying eyes and store away to build a museum out of all our thrills and frills.