Queer Meeting Poem by Lesiba MrVersatile

Queer Meeting

MrVersitile Da YoungKing
14- 01- 2018

Street walking,
Alone thinking.
On empty street,
Winds echoes of spring.
Speaking lingo to my body,  
Queer sensation of zestful.
Oh I long for it for long time.

Night ere tomorrow,
Queer meeting,
With young blackish skinned  brunette.
I felt odd feeling of ebullient,
Butterflies, I felt on my stomach.

Dimples on her,
I felt in, and frozen.
Stuttering softly.
I....I.....I.....I
She smiled,
Her teeth brightly coloured as avalanche.

Queer meeting,
Altered who I was.
To who I am now,
I'm a cotton,
Yet, don't test me, I erupt than volcano.
Queer meeting,
Revived the hidden  spirit of benevolence in me.

She is an angel of mine,
No more solitude.
Everything is alright,
For I got what's right.
She promised to hold me tight,
Every day I will beget a fight,
Whenever I see wrong,
Im not from Hong Kong.
I feel that I'm so strong,
All is what I felt at first.

Now I say loudly,
Living deadly,
Forever beautifully painfully I will love her still.
She is an angel,
Oh yes, I love queer meeting,
Into dark light,
My heart will shine brightly for her love brings no ache in me.

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Lesiba M
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