Zolani Nkomo, South Africa: I have a feeling in the height of my morning wake, I’ll take a trip to my mourning place That once occupied space Is once again vacant Let’s take a moment I probably see her point My heart is saying no Is there truly reason for holding on Anymore? So sad that I can’t be sure […]
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Unknown: Sometimes its nature is dark Textures of grime and slithering Inviting the tenderness of strain ….and pain But Oh the thrill and feel, None tingles the same Fretful warmth within, the heart loud in silence The will is sound but the beat calls louder… It calls… Tender in timbre…. Shudders… Cold… very cold… Excitement… Warm rhythms engulf […]
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