Her Virtues Turned Us To Statues Poem by Mishack Mchunu
Her Virtues Turned Us To Statues
When the night
Chased us to rest;
Had my flesh to fight
Foreseeing the test,
Her character bold;
Divine and saint
As my thirst manifold
Far away from Chaste!
But lo! Whither
My heart travelled,
By the tempestuous weather,
She still kept me close; my soul marvelled
With a sigh;
How, fainted to the dust from lust, she lifts me high.
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
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