mrs D

Written by: john. M diketane

Permit me if you will to speak of my mrs D and how all the great words like Dikeledi tsa lerato and and how she is my Diastole's my soul and her heart has enough that when she Devolution's each kiss frm her lips it fills my being with Devestating joy that shocks the fabric of this Desolate world that is made whole by her smile that will Depose u frm all sorrow so tell me how can I ever Desist from mentioning her name when even Desire starts with her name and the mare uttering of it makes my soul Defensless frm all the feelings that Do flow Defying my mind and Deconstructing all my Defence systems until I am weak and all I do is cry out mrs D