MTHOKOZISI NTOKOZO MAPHUMULO

Ayanda In Howard College

What a wonderful lady you are
Even the your body is angelic in construction
Leave and let leave you cannot see a lady Like Ayanda
Your skin is so smooth and shiny as if there is somebody who is always soothing it with oil
Your voice is sweet and sounds so romantic when you talk
Even if there is a stress around the place: it simple disappears when you come
This is because you have fires and glories of natural beauty
Ayanda my lovely bird
People just can’t tell you
They don’t know what to look for
They are always looking for money and not love of the beauty of nature
Don’t you know that when the nature decide to show off with it beauty it can do something crazy
Somebody be more lighter than the sun
Somebody has to be more colorful and shiny more than the whole total number of flowers combined
I don’t care if you smile or not
As long as you there I shall pick up the colours of rainbow in your face
I don’t need decorating objects
I need you because you are the source of all beauty
I don’t care if there is someone like you
She can never have a sweet and smooth face you have
She can never posses such natural charismatic features you are born with
Ayanda tell me the truth where is your recipe of your beauty
What the hell is going on with your ear-pod like lovely eyes
Why you make me fly without wings
Where are you taking us too
Congratulations
You are the sun, the moon and the stars
Perhaps you are even more than because the sun, moon and the stars can never touch me and arouse the tears of love
Not only just love but the love of the nature

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 11, 2009

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