Paul Mwenelupembe

A Seat Of You And I - Poem by Paul Mwenelupembe

The voice of your smell in the kitchen
Went into a bamboo seat, the dinning set
After a cook of you and I, well two cooked dish
We had to eat facing faces of flowers
A laugh was a raining day falling
Of the journey to midnight melodies

I felt the floor, the roof and your fears
Between you and I, me carried the towel
Over the bamboo seat to rub off your reflections
Over the bamboo table was a source of smile
And made up our delicious African course
And welcomed to our insima, fish of vegs
In the seat of you and I

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

If I remember that day, a day when someone I care was preparing dinner while I went to visit special I assisted her and we had that food eaten together on one bamboo seat

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 23, 2013

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