Give It Now
This fleshly body of yours you torture me with
Swinging my head in oscillation of your catwalk
Those lips sticking in the atmosphere with lipstick
Just soon they will be decay decomposing under the grave
Those darling daring eyes will be hotchpots for worms
And termites will terminate those titillating tits
Your well matched teeth will devilishly smile to eternity
That belly will burst open under devouring heat of vault
Let go when those tendons still be tender
Otherwise this diamond neck chain will soon be a rolling rope
These roses stitched into wreath of no hope
Those earrings turned into screws screwing your casket
And this golden spoon in my hand will be a cruel shovel
That fervent face powder like this chocolate will be dust
And to ashes all this lust
Copyright © Mzizi Kantini | Year Posted 2014
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