palesa deejay manaleng

Rookie - 43 Points (South Africa)

Dear Sleepy - Poem by palesa deejay manaleng

The scent of your perfume lingers deep within my senses,
I knew it was yours amongst the cigarette smoke.
I heard your voice clearer then the music seeping through the DJ’s fingers
And tasted your lips…..though ours never met.

You are an illusion that I have created,
I swear you do not exist until the wind blows and you whisper my name.
I hear your laughter in the birds and the clouds form your face,
But you are an illusion.

I lay in your arms when the sun sets and wake up alone,
Searching for a sign you were truly here.

I touch myself, only to find traces of kisses left behind
How can you be an illusion!
I have known you a lifetime.

Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 1, 2015

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