Like a goddess’ shining face
You teased me with eyes of grace
To myself I said,
“Who is that
So beautiful that the birds in me
Do chirping?”
Then you turned, faced me
And all the structures of gentleship
In me, did go usurping.
Your prisoner, I am
For your kind manners
Have arrested me
Your ambiance keeps me awake
At the thought of you,
I hobbily shake.
Oh, words do offend me,
For they fail me the right
To describe the beauty I see
Oh, be mine, Native Gem,
For nothing in this world
I would rather have.
You are so lovely,
My mind in the night it trails
You so elegantly strut
My right to calmness it fails.
In your piercingly gorgeous eyes
I feel the warmth of soaring angels
In your gentle whisper
In that intoxicating crisper
Which, even in multitudes of voices
None would decipher
My nerves it rejoices,
Your breath scratches me by,
I catch the flaking of confetti,
The shimmering breeze of July,
The flattering words of Rossetti;
You are so lovely,
Oh, bearer of honey gels.
You have captivated me,
Oh, my sister, my love
You have caused my heart
To wake to rhythms of life,
Oh, my dove.
I am losing my mind, Indy
Because of you, O Genius,
You are a force of nature
Like a flying star,
I stand up all night
To watch you fall and rise
Your sweetness, I capture,
Critics’ signals, I spar
For your gesture is bright,
And your carriage, so wise.
She stands out
As a pillar of beauty
Eyes, the thematic combination
Wows with purity
Her speech, calm,
As though a fountain
Of many waters.
And her visage,
A dream caress
Of many daughters.
Thy worth is not given
Thine worth is taken,
For thy perfection
Is of native excellence
In thy heart and mind
Are splendous bastions
Of passions;
Thy voice effuses the essence
Of exceptional ambiance,
A mark of lovely action
For thine, is the nation.
I love her,
The whole being
For also I have a witness
If to fall in love comes
With a settling of calmness.
Oh, Shae, your presence
Can bring a raging sea to halt
You’re endemic to reason’s bellows
And pride you bring
To naught..
I live for the aura that dances
Around the shape of your lips.
Your set of clean teeth
Just the definition of exhorted divinities,
Sketching the boundaries of heaven,
Each time you speak to me.
Your curved dimple,
Has deeply enchanted me,
A pillow of rosaries
On which I stake my haven.
Impossible love,
How I have longed
For you in close spaces
Oh, Tina, you carry a goddess
A visage, an arm of graces.
Like darkness and light,
We fiercely avoid each other;
Like cloud and rain
We embracingly covet one another.
Let me come,
Even just like a shadow
Your benevolences on a drum
Your embraces to overshadow.
All you have ever longed for
Was someone who brings you joy
And in many ways,
That is what I do.
When I first laid an eye on you
I was merely a boy,
Now, I have learned how to please you,
And I am a man, too.
My eyes fell on you again,
Without the aura of youth.
And through fumes,
The sweetness of your wisdom
Has never left your mouth.
Now, I promise you, again
Without the fear of offence,
That we shall meet as bare-breasted
Combatants,
With no unchaste defences.
Love me, love me once more
The children have now left home.
When I met you,
You were a rough-necked ore,
Oh, purified gold,
Let me freely to you come,
To love, not to be loved,
To touch, not to be touched
To the place of perfection
Where old feelings get to be hatched.
You look to him,
But not for him
It is all written all over your chin
You love me, that is a recurring theme
Though you married him,
You still long for me within.
It is your voice that I would rather hear
To enable me to your memory to adhere
Oh, love, call me in the wee of the hour
Like in the sprouting stages of a flower,
Chaff me with thine golden vocal cords
As a drink from a fountain out poured;
Let your name be the first word I utter,
For thine is loveliest to say and flutter.
The last time we met at the Parlaver’s
We only gave signs unique to lovers.
We never ceased to gaze at each other
With those sweet, soft looks like no other.
Our body language gave all the cyphers
And we traded signals as lax as heifers.
What we feel without any gesture
And how we simply get to bestir,
Oh, it’s as if I was made just for you
To see you again, makes all things new.
What a weekend, filled with love
And that seat you had me have
When you squeezed towards my side
And left me with nothing inside to hide.
Then we chatted while admirers watched.
It was clear to all that they had been torched.
Yes, ours was a glittering natural force,
And everything about you, comes from
A hallowed source.
You wrote me recently
That we had not time
I was already at the train station
There I sat, without a dime
Only a credit card
So, I could not call.
Then as a chilling night did fall
I felt your sacred presence
And abhorred your absence
Oh, girl, among millions
It’s only you I like.
You poured me
A cup of full water
Oh, the overflow,
Past the fourth quarter
Your mellowly hands
Bubbling with ecstasy
Your hand-made bugle
Charming with fantasy.
Two hearts that met
Two minds that forever are set
Oh, love,
Let me call you as such
For in truth, I love you so much.
Swallow me,
Wash me clean as snow
In the temple of flowing saliva now
And hold me,
As tight as a bull constrictor
And in your venomous charm,
Lay me inside your valving restrictor.
Charles Mwewa
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