Hello Beautiful, is it of mankind or you just kind to a man.
Why is it every time I think of you, my heart pump flames
Isn’t that hell, where flesh survive fire for torture?
But hold, heart was none other to be dangerous, let me tell you a story.
Once upon a time, to days back so am told, men never knew they'd love.
Nothing catchy, want pussy you'd cash in and love, love... Oh no,
that you'd die for. But isn't pussy what pushes us to love?
To see so men dying I bet not. Perhaps indeed, heart is none other than danger.
But hey Beautiful, your danger is Deja vu to my heart …
And I knew that the moment I first saw your smile. A smile brighter to shadow the sun,
Your sparkling eyes shifted oceans and oh before I knew it, my knees were shaking,
My body stumbled, words wouldn't come out,
Heard so many voices inside me whispering, telling me ain't man enough,
A shame and embarrassment. I was familiar with those words all my life I have been told.
Then I looked your way and I realized, really ain't just a man but Companion to a Beautiful. Since then I never looked the other way,
Hence in my eyes, you will always be beautiful.
Hello Beautiful, It's Zizi here
Copyright © Mthetheleli Gwaza | Year Posted 2020
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