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