I am not interested in a life without you,
Like a lazy joke on a Sunday do comfort me.
We imagined a future perfect together where our love can stand any weather.
You are my best so when you say you are not good enough for me I do not understand.
It hurt to hear you say that, damnit I cried
And there was no shame in it.
All I was doing was cleaning my heart of a Lil dust that's all.
Together we imagined a perfect future...
Growing old, rocking chairs and babysitting our grandchildren all summer,
I'd sit there pretending I know what I'm doing with that wool and knitting pin,
Knitting you a jersey so heavy it carries my love, all the love I had to offer between now and forever,
Us will be imprinted on it,
And every time you look at it without form you'd think it beautiful.
Three kids whose names we already had,
Living comfortably in a home that was our own,
And even in it each other we'd own.
I thought you got me, now what's this about?
Why you tryna be like any other?
What do you expect I do but lay here in hopelessness and sob like a cold dog.
What do you expect I say but no?
This river refuses to stop flowing.
Even if it dries up its name will remain they say,
yet we would no longer see what was but it's cracked surface of yearning.
I don't want to be your memory,
I don't want you to think hard to remember my kiss as life;
My heart as something you once held dear ...rubbed against yours and pressed against our skins they keep our pulse up,
They keep us together;
My laughter as a flicking thought like mist you try and grab but you come out with nothing.
And yes I would haunt you
I am not interested in a life without you can't you see?
This is me still saying no!
I'm not curious about a summer without my lovers baby hands cooling my skin,
Winter without your warm cuddle able arms all over me,
I dont want to face Autumn without you, who else am I gonna miss the beauty of flowers with?
Count the falling leafs with me for they are not us.
Like a full moon who's lonely and without a wolf's romance I will experience my spring.
All four seasons can go buy but if you change you're the reason,
The reason why everything changed, why nothing was ever the same, why I was lost.
I let you in, baby I ripped myself open... bare and defenceless
The smell of your skin has been home to me and you want me to curl under a cardboard laying my face on the hard concrete while your chest be my pillow
You are where I belong, be selfish with me my love, iron chain my foot with yours
Let me be your love slave, you are my king and for you I'd do anything
But then again let the desires of the father prevail,
or maybe we are trying to find the logic printed on his shadow
Yet it's all mystery with him eint it
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The in between, Poems about me
PoetryThis is a poetry book inspired by my first real love Mashudu Musenwa and a good friend of mine Hulisani Muloiwa. Writing has always been a hobby of mine and getting to share my growth is an honour because now the world gets to experience my world as...