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Musa Gift Masombuka

Musa Gift Masombuka

ONLY YOU

Octavia Mothiba

 
Found pebbles scattered
Then I looked closer
I picked a shiny stone
And it was you.
I went to the portrayer
Found him with three portraits
you were the fourth one
I chose you.
Cloudy sky with no shining star
the moon shone through the dark
That’s when I found you.
I had a scar on my heart
An X-ray viewed found the scar being your name
That’s when I knew I belong to you.

(2015)

This poem is about a lady, gorgeous of course, who understands me better than anyone. With this poem I give credits to her that she will be mine forever on this journey of love.

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