My Best Love
Comforting silence, something about us
I've chosen to love a rainbow of colours.
Eyes communicate what tongues fail to dissect,
soul to soul connections, regardless of our consent.
Bodies make love as they intertwine,
like souls who've met before our time.
Laughter, lively, feeling up the room,
who would have known I could comfortably spoon.
As I watch you take portions of my problems away,
I fall deeper, diving into the well of a clichè.
Time stands still, to witness lips kindle with intention,
manifested is our utmost, unknown invention.
Transparent, thorough, genuine, rare,
I'm honoured to have experienced you, my dear.
~ 'What Fascinates Me', edition~
20 August 2022
'The Meaning of Love' Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Copyright © Izintombi Zamambo | Year Posted 2022
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