Xhosa pool

#Xhosa_pool Today I fell into a Xhosa pool, still grappling with my recovery, my shivering mind. In there something epic hides, an enormous emotional drainage. Feel robbed off weight, side and focus. I lost so much in there, part of me that still refuse to return. In there I met beast of beauty, my lungs palpitates, please balance me for I'm shocked of beauty Dampen reactions, shivering mind, this pool drains both my inner and outer abilities, wanted to share my fending attempt, but I'm dripped off my standing rights, need to be upright in glorifying this effect of my heart desires, in this Xhosa pool I fell, so tenderly dangerous I went there to innocently greet, not to fall, look at my clothes, lingering on my traumatized body, hear the trembling bones, her effects to my unreachable portions, ask me my name and check if I still left with letters to construct, this pool raincheck everything I am A dimpled yellow, soaking my mind deep into her snow white eyes, cracking my spine with her shrilling voice, I'm wrecked by her side, trying lift my head, so heavy feel pressed, trying open my eyes, exhausted, so much strength leaked out of my side, wanna say something, my tongue clicks to my palatals, I'm crippled by her every being. From toe to skull, from pigment to texture, from smile to laughter, I'm tattered. In this Xhosa pool I fell #Poetic_Ink