I Will Be Your Chobe Enclave Roadway If You Could Be My Kazungula Bridge

Your song graze me all way deep to my depth’s deep, Breathing closely, closer into my blues like a clever wheeze, I feel it deeper in to mine soul like a callow breeze, Caressing my heart in every part, O! Please… Will you be my Kazungula bridge!? Will you be there for me when I need you!? When I need to feel you to the inner deepness like Mambo’s reggae strings That bits to my inner deepness to dispute my choice of religion. Will you be my Seboba water rapids? To hold me well held in devious holders undreamt of, To contain me well contained in the deeper reach of God’s carving To serve me well served in reserved serving Will you be my Kazungula bridge? Will you turn off the radio to listen to my vapid talk? Will you walk with me around the block? Until we fade through constant time into eternal horizons of ceaseless loving, Will you be my dream and my reality? Will you be my Kazungula bridge? (p.t 2) And I will lead you through night's deep to the creeping of the morning sun, that bring together the lost stars of an ancient dream I will love you the better way 'I promise!' Like a Chobe enclave roadway I will aide you well, Through the thick shades of the still alive saplings of the Basekgoma's asserted terrain, I will walk with you under the rain, I will walk with you a long walk through pleasure and pain. I will carry you well carted in arms long; to the starry-eyed thuds of a Boro old gong, Where love be seen bleeding from eyes through verses long, like deep streams during abandant falls! For as long__ I will carry you in my arms long. I will carry you well carried Across the long drive of your silent craving, to slay your thirst in the open waters of the Linyanti swamps I'll be your Chobe enclave roadway, if you'd be my Kazungulla bridge!