Strangers Conversation
Determined to not shift my gaze away from my own page
“Oh look!”
I thought to myself of a handsome looking man he looked
Tall with a feeling of a stranger when he entered my house
I did not know they made him so scorching with nothing aggravating him from his hotness
I did not think he was made to fart and sweat all at the same time, making it look so sexy I remembered when I did not know who he was but him entering my house gave me a familiar feeling so unusual
I knew nothing. Other people like the woman in the room and the man moving up and down with him knew so much about him while I stood at a stand still smiling myself from bone to cheeks out of the room trying to understand why this stranger made me feel so uncomfortable
I kept to myself while I tried to remain ignorant for my staring at his handsome body
The conversation I had with my head was revolting with “who, me?”
I could not believe myself at that moment
“Giggling myself out of the room”
Yeah! That was crazy, right?
He rolled out a conversation so smoothly putting his eyes down to avoid contact
This was a grant away from humanity and attention for we made the strangest conversation as strangers
Poet
Masego Nkuna
Copyright © Masego Nkuna | Year Posted 2019
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