Tsamma, my Kalahari love
My green red juicy beauty
I will die without you.
I will not take the whole of you at once.
I will relish you by slice a time
holding you in my hands.
You are all red inside.
I will sink my lips into you
drink your juicy honey
and eat your red flesh.
You are the water of my life
I will die without you.
Still desirous of you in the desert,
I will search for you again
and lift you up in my hands.
Putting your green dress aside,
I will ravishingly relish you
till you are part of me once again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem