My Love For You Poem by Musa Ndhlovu

Is what I dedicate to you.
Without my voice to say,
I take a pen and a paper to say.

Not being sure what's next,
Sometimes it makes you wonder what's next.
Not forgetting what they are saying
Keeps me thinking of the things I am doing.

Is it bad for me to touch you
On your chicks or hips? Or use you
To let your soft cold lips
To turn me on by touching my lips?

As the full moon sets behind you,
Every guy hates me behind you.
Yes; it is round just like
The marbles on your face I like.

Should I keep them away?
Or should I stay away?
For it seems as if they are not good,
Yet, not for us, but for our good...

If yes to all, than how can I?
Cause the only thing I
Can do, is to put more smiles
On your face and keep my lines.