Friction Poem by Mishack Mchunu

There is a friction
That slows down my reaction;
The sight of your beauty is not what my eyes can bare,
It's like the eye of heaven; too hot for me to stare.
Your words are lyrics; music, I shall respond with a dance
And if I fall let it be on love, so I could stand a chance.

There is a friction
That slows down my reaction;
I found pleasure from the scent of your fragrance
Like burnt offering, I sigh it's biblical, its romance.
If you were Jesus I would be a saint; faithful!
And if you were a vine I would be a strong stem; fruitful!

There is a friction that slows down my reaction on your face
Even though between us there is light years space.