Picture Poem by Thabitha Marakalala

Picture

His lips so nice, so soft
They were designed to drive me crazy at all cost
His cute face
Always drifts me to a blissful place
I always find myself making moves that can never be taught
Staring at the handsomeness his innocent grin brings
My heart never endingly sings

His smile so bright and warm
It shines through the darkest storm
His eyes so pure, so full of light
They make pain feel so right
They sparkle like the stars in the night sky
Staring at them I always feel like am floating high

The gentle touch of his hands
That feeling not even my body understands
What he gives is way too much
But it can never be enough
His got me reciting poems in my dreams
Got me writing love letters with never ending sweet screams

The way he talks
The way he walks
Who said angels never exists?
The sound of his voice
Leave my heart no choice
But to evermore rejoice
I painted for you a picture
I wrote down my heart to you like a scripture....

Tbt-M