What A Day
She shines from afar, like boys are with their cars. Her intention was never for me to fall in love, but to have an innocent conversation. My intention was never for her to feel warm-affection, but to have an innocent conversation.
But as she flashed her smile, and I teased her mind we engaged in it twice, didn’t even realize how much alike we are. I touched her heart, she made smile, and we ran each other extremely wild.
And as we said our goodbyes, smiled for awhile, will I see you again was on our minds. As we exchanged numbers she ran into my arms held me all at once, squeezed the air out of my lungs, WHAT A DAY IT WAS! ...
When we said our goodbyes for the second time, I came to realize, I Know Not Her Name and She Knows Mine…
…OH WHAT A DAY IT WAS…
poem by Thato Maluleka
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