Moses Sichach Poet Verse

In Love Alone In Love

We never walked down the isle 
in africa we never do when pocket light
so we sat on plastic seats in the heat 
the tent tried and died in the steam 
sweat, hopes and hot tea

We never walked down the isle 
but jus one job was to be 
in love , in respect, in you 
till blood clots an the skins turn purple 
but we died within the year 
the breath did not dry

We never walked down the isle 
i know it must be a lie to be wife 
to be fine like siblings when alive
just sitting and eating 
eating and ting
ing the sleeping 
sleeping without dying 
dying without loving 
loving your wife whome you married by the lake

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