Walking By the Red Stop Sign
superheated to perfection
her appearance a heat wave in motion
a superior being moulded in a furnace
her genes ignite the engine into my presence
pure energy emitting from her heart
radiant, blinding light her heartbeat
explosive, blasting open the colour spectrum
a red hot iron, branding her image into my cranium
a sonar, instantly changing the weather
mercury rising in her black leather
the cool breezes, my heart will sing
for the heavens open to shower me like a spring
fever and adoration form a marriage
it's too real to be true, a mirage
smouldering heat and power
dripping volatile fuel, poking my fire
she floated away on a summer breeze
my core temperature plummets to freeze
a weather phenomenon
walking by the red stop sign
Copyright © Thabang Ngoma | Year Posted 2015
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