kennedy musyoka

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The Tale Of Two - Poem by kennedy musyoka

we saw her up hill as we strolled down hill,
two of us felt it but none would give in,
we wanted the same thing to feel the love of this awesome being,
am a gentleman i stand still i let you move in,
before you stroke a deal this dark
skinned young dude came in,
ambition in his eyes with a
strong sort of will,
looked into
your eyes made those determined
eyes look ill,
you stood still
stunned like you owed an unpaid bill,
intrusion in the glance i think youve
got to take your words in, i made ma move slowly saw things i had not seen,
essence off her skin she had
a smooth cool feel,
i saw her
too but she acted like she never saw me,
her lips so sleak she makes
time like stand still,
hips with
curves makes a mokery of
bumble bees,
lips so sweet honey my will i cant fold in,
angelic is her eyes i feel like i died and heaven went me,
a chill in my bones iv got fever just being next to she,
tommorrow be a day i will get thee,
down hill ill go up hill will she,


Comments about The Tale Of Two by kennedy musyoka

  • Asif Andalib (12/6/2012 4:50:00 AM)

    Nice poem. Keep on writing (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 27, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 27, 2012


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