Siviwe Wiseman FIRSTMAN Poems

Before it was wayward of a composition,
with so much strength in my position,

I kept depositing
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Give green* birth to my frozen Bethlehem,
In-between the thighs of Universe and healing hike me to hide.
Draw my sighs far from this year but to your blossom not aside,
Place me there to your chest 'oh' evidence Paradise,
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I see my shame like a king not so proud,
Not smiling yet waiting for you my queen to call me again,
If you should forgive me, eyes will fall with wide wan woeful eyes,
Then my ears will listen to your smile lover of the covenant.
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