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I lick my lips to taste our kiss from yesterday
I lick my lips to taste our kiss from yesterday-
Caress these scratches on my back
To revitalize your touch-
Does not the earth stop
When the soles of our feet kiss her surface
As I kiss you with my lips?
Our loves' glowing divinity-
Is it not this humanities new religion?
They revere we pay them heed not,
The Sun, moon, rainbows, stars alike-
Don't they shine only at your smiles' command?
You are that lighthouse on my dock
Beckoning my esprit-land ahoy!
It is easy to know we are soulmates,
Our faces share one image,
Our bodies, shadows-they share a breath-
Our embrass will never unglue-
We embrass from inside out.
We have tasted our tears, we will never thirst-
We will die; our faces will be forgotten,
Our love will live on-
In global archives, on their lips-
Generation to generation,
Yes it will my love, my only love, love of my life.
poem
by
Isunge Mwangase
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