Londolozi

It will be beautiful Light rippling across sky Crisp air passing by Can't wait for the morning This joy is all I want to give Stuff in dark places Brighten lonely spaces I think they've heard of you and me Hand over hand Sharing secrets not demands The laughter and the touch Remember the rough? I have nothing to give my enemies Preoccupied by forever I dare not waste this endeavor When we used to be so hungry I've envisioned the vision God has made provision Every frame every man Looked like the last of it I chuckle at the counterfeits I, the lady You, the him It could never be grim The brightest of lights Outweighed my God Stifled life Dreaming of being the wrong bastard's wife Next to you, so silly and dim