Wilson Mapfumo Poet I do not know?

Days of Kissing

Your 
eyes 
pierce 
my 
soul 
like 
a 
needle,
Your 
eyes 
overcome 
my 
dark 
days 
like 
a 
candle,
The 
earth 
comes 
to 
a 
stand 
still
As 
your 
breath 
sprays 
my 
face 
like 
a 
drizzle,
I 
nibble 
and 
suckle 
on 
your 
lips,
Erupting 
into 
joyful 
spasms,
Hisses,
And 
like 
an 
snake 
the 
evening 
breeze 
back 
it 
hisses,
Tingles 
bring 
with 
them 
everlasting 
sensations,
That 
last 
longer 
than 
these 
giggles,
The 
wrestling 
tongues 
brushing 
the 
eyes 
of 
my 
sweating 
senses.
A 
disco 
commences 
in 
my 
brain 
And 
oozes 
to 
the 
rest 
of 
my 
being,
The 
heart 
jumps 
and 
ululates,
Jubilee 
of 
jubilees,
My 
ribs,
Almost 
wrecked 
by 
the 
force 
respond 
with 
thunderous 
a 
rackle,
Fingers 
grow 
numb 
and 
fumble,
Toes 
shiver,tremble 
and 
tighten,
Getting 
stronger 
and 
weaker 
in 
a 
moment,
Laying 
out 
the 
table,
Touch,talk,
Sudden 
naps 
between 
the 
gaps,
Tick,tock,
The 
legs 
of 
time 
limp 
deeper 
into 
the 
night,
Slip,slop.
Momentarily 
followed 
by 
a 
knock.
Eish!
Sighs 
of 
both 
anger 
and 
relief,
Angry 
for 
being 
disturbed 
from 
taking 
the 
next 
step,
Relieved 
for 
not 
being 
sucked 
into 
extinction,
Kisses.

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