You
The sound of your tears as they hit the floor,
The love you bleed through your soul is where I belong,
Will I lose you like you have lost your heart that I seek?
Disappear from your blood before I flow in it?
Leave you breathless when you are-breathless?
I fall before you; begging your broken heart to beat,
Should I make this world disappear so that you may notice me?
You are the rising tides of my blood,
The heart within my heart,
The mind within my soul-
The image I call mine,
The being I was born to love.
Isunge Mwangase, Chishala Ruth Zulu © 2010.
poem by Isunge Mwangase
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