You are cautious
Afraid that you'll burn
I am ferocious
I can walk on fire and not turn
Your fear has crippled your feelings
You have become cold
You need healing
Your soul you have sold
Cursing your fate but you never let your guard down
All you do is frown
Yes, you frown upon love
Mocking it from above
You could never allow yourself to fall
Take a stroll in love's garden
Break down that wall
You should pardon
The sins of your first
Fall like flowers in autumn
And lay your head on my bosom
I will lead you to love.
- ZIYANDA KUBONI
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