Fungayi Elias Ndhlovu Poet Alexandrine

It Is Slight

What has been moved
Can be removed,
What has started
Can always end.

Sometimes I die for the dip,
Sometimes I die for the legs
Sometimes I die for the love
All the time, every time,
I die for you.

Sometimes I die for the kisses,
Sometimes I die for the skin,
Sometimes I die for the smile,
All the time, all the same,
I die for you.

Sometimes I die for the fingers,
Sometimes I die for the eyes,
Sometimes I die for the scent,
All the time, always,
I die for you.

You have the right to leave me:
All I need is your presence
And even your sadness around me.

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