Masika Wafula

In my daily errands
I have bumped into many
More willing to be looked at
But not so beautiful
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My darling dear
To whom love entrust in me here
Fear not move near
Want to whisper into your ear
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Empress
Our last embrace
Chest against chest
Merged heart throbs
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Worthless life
Limited oxygen yet the basic
Blame it on the stinging stench
From the burst sewer lines
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Out of the heart`s store
Words of the mouth flow
Words of counsel
Words of deceit alike
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How joyous
At last I was conceived
But;
Instantly, fear engulfs me
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My hands?
No! Not my hands
To bring forth life
My hands were formed
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Forever!

Gives me goosebumps
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Somewhere
On a narrow path
Snaking
Through the leafy cane plantation
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I could not help see you flow
Away from me
Dearest
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With no henna,
Yet you gleam,
A heart you bloom,
Likened to the Alba.
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Enchanting eyes,
Val`s.
Thinly veined lids,
Half closed,
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