– A Poem by Zesizwe Ngubane
My senses long to explore you
My eyes have not yet had their fill,
Of gazing at your form
My hands have not yet felt the thrill
Of lazily gliding down your arm,
Leaving goosebumps in their wake.
The sound of your laughter, I would hear it everyday.
Your scent, it lingers, I want to bottle it, to intoxicate me;later.
My lips;parched, beg to sip from yours
Nothing else slakes this thirst.
My senses long to be saturated by you.
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