A Spilling Cup
For a lasting lust, my heart’s been beating
On a seat, I daren’t sit for deep thinking
My entire body boiled for the same meaning
I shivered, sweated like I was in a stream
Closer I moved, only her eyes to seem
Opened to hold me tight close onto her chest
A hero of her sentiments I kingly became
Fever settled to wake the eel with a name
Inside the still sea, the waters had swollen
Making its shaved slopes highly slippery
To invite the addon for swimming nicely,
Smoothly dive soaked into the clean waters.
To make the soggy cup dance and spill more
Such that both hills get hosed like a rainy moon
To get gulped by hearty ecstasy of the hearts
That creates a paradise with angelic songs,
Penned for a love story to remember always;
Making me snooze in her majestic hands
Cuddling my shaggy chest to ditty my heart.
Poem by Mugisho N. Theophile
Copyright © Mugisho Theophile | Year Posted 2019
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