The Words That Define My Need Poem by Walani Ndhlovu

Before thy guards I swear
To never dilute the love on you I smear
But before mine thou has to do the same
In case a foot steps a worm

Mine, heart, shall offer what thou desire
In the season of snow and that of fire
Ere I promise let thy mouth say my words
Dug from thy breast onto sweet throats of birds

Love needs no fund so I plea ignore my pockets
But diffuse thy love throughout me in a just, as with rockets
On the late dawn that's fresh and sweet
With vicious sweat from warmth and heat

My brain shall format all immoralities that hide
And look to the future that's clear and wide
After uprooting those planted deep
But I won't forget I've promises to keep.