When Does Love Begin?
When does love begin?
Is it from the eyes,
As they seem to see for the first time?
Perhaps it is from the ears-
At the first words
Or listening to your seranades,
Your voice's cadence in your melodious laughter,
I know! It is from the hands
As our hearts touch,
It is from the first kiss
As you release your soul into me,
No, it must be from the stomach-
That tingle when I think of you,
From the skin,
Those goosebumps as our bodies collide.
I think it may be from the tear
That never touches the ground-
The one that evaporates in mid air
Because of the heat from your rising radiating smile
And the setting cool climes of your soul,
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Ode To Ayvie (On The Banks Of River Zambezi)
On the banks of river Zambezi,
Amid climes chilly and hazy,
I think only of you my lover-
My fingertips gliding on the surface of the river
Like the way I could touch your face
And would not wish to be in any other place,
I wonder; are you done knitting my sweater?
Do your kissings taste even sweeter?
I know sometimes you hear knocks at your gate
And get into a panic state-
Your heart losing its calm
Thinking that I am back home
On the banks of river Zambezi,
Daydreaming and people think I am crazy,
Last night I promised I would describe you,
From how I remember you in my point of view;
A sweet tyranny is what you are,
You twinkle, you are the brightest star,
The sand dances under your feet
Because your vision is such a treat,
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Complete, The
I will never look up to the sky again
With my hands outstreched
And feel love shining on my face,
Today my breath only clasps
the doors of my throat
And is drawn back by forces I cannot fight,
Darling, you used to love me softly,
Now you wish to leave me gently,
Gliding through my soul where you once trod,
Saying that you have no choice
Yet this the one you have made
Oh, you also ask if I hate you?
Pity we cannot live a thousand years;
I would have shown you that my answer
Would still have been an unshakeable no,
I love you and love is a fixed thing,
It changes only to grow- never to wilt,
Therefore I can never hate you,
Even though you hurt me-
Even though you are hurting me,
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