Your Rudimentary Glamour Poem by Kudzai Kizito Madangwa

When ever I think about you
And becoming egoism,
What comes in mind-
Is that tiny item on your chin,
I mean that small
Hollow on your cheek

That item is auspicious decoration
Which was put by God
To show us his Greatness
And Adorn.

That item is a descrepacy
Between you and other girls
When I say melodious words,
That item comes on display
And is always accompanied by
That simple sexy smile

To be candid
That item has something amorous

I like your smile