I am sublimely perfect he uttered
Let me slice my perfect wrists, I muttered
I want my body to feel what my heart no longer feels
I am an empty shell with no capacity to feel
Shock my heart to reception, maybe then it will heal, feel
Control me with your exquisite lips
Suffocate me with your kiss
Please, please let me feel something...anything
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Aviwe, your name sounds Xhosa...I liked the poem. Siya_! !