Lewis Nyaga Poet Narrative

In Her Hands

After many travels
Through time and space
In her hands he had arrived
In her hands he was found
In her hands he could now hear

The fairies sing the angels praise
Yet in her hands he lost himself
Yet he remained contented
Satiating his need for her

In her hands he had now anchored
His much journeyed traveler’s vessel 
The vessel that had known many lands
Of beauty and over pestering passions

Now needed he with a steady steamy passion
To explore this new land of beauty and charm
The gaping valleys and towering mountain moulds
In her hands his journey had taken a most exciting turn

#Ackmi luis 2016

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