She Is
I feel disconnected from reality, she's to blame
She enchanted me; I was diagnosed with feelings that will never fade
Love was the prescription that carried a lot of weight
I surprise my peers and myself with my use of words, hold on..........just wait
Apologies for coming too strong, my heart has its own pace
Loving you is a start, so I wish we could simultaneously finish this race
A noble lady that sees humor in my awkward verbal abilities
Pure purification in her selection of words, that's just one of her qualities
Skin my hands should rest on but forced to travel due to silkiness
Lips inviting mine for an intimate conversation, language of smoothness
I feel disconnected from my world into hers
My mind is penetrating the future, already buying into "his and hers"
I am your love transplant should you ever need one
I don't need any other; I have found the "one"
Copyright © Phumlani Mthethwa | Year Posted 2014
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