The pen and paper
Got sentimental tonight
And produced a masterpiece.
Each stroke of the pen
Was a gamete
Fertilising the paper
With consonants, vowels and rhymes.
The love-making,
Hot and intense,
Was not for pleasure
But for procreation.
The pen and paper
Became intimate tonight
And conceived a masterpiece
This masterpiece.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Clemency Takawira. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.