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Jvonne Botha Poem
Africa
I hear your song,
I feel your beat,
Ngiyakuthanda Africa
And you take me home…
Your wide open spaces,
Tseno metala legodimo,
Your rivers run strong
Your mountains stand proud.
Africa
I hear your song
I feel your beat
Ngiyakuthanda Africa
And you take me home…
The sun shines brightly on your copper field,
Your endless horizons set me free…
Your winds guide me to where the rain falls down
On the earth where you grow wild and unruly
Africa
I hear your song
I feel your beat
Ngiyakuthanda Africa
And you take me home…
In jou het ek n tuiste... Africa
Copyright © Jvonne Botha | Year Posted 2012
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Jvonne Botha Poem
We met by chance,
And became lovers by choice.
I’ll still remember our first kiss,
Long after you’ve forgotten our last.
I stay awake to watch you sleep,
Lingering in the aftermath of your touch.
The moon and its mistress watch in anticipation
As I smoulder in the heated bliss that is you.
Your touch burns with desire
And I hear you whisper
“never mind the darkness love,
that’s where the stars shine brightest”
Our emotions take motion
plunging to depths I have never known
we become one, I melt in the ecstasy of your embrace
and I lose myself in the adventure of loving you..
Copyright © Jvonne Botha | Year Posted 2012
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