Munashe C. Gumbonzvanda Poems

to death i have to speak
4 he hath to know
that my love liveth
and we will suffer evermore
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I tell you baby
Death is but our home
Death is but our throne
No one can tell us no
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I wait for a chance
Whilst thinking of the
Tingly feeling I'm feeling
Inside me.
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The Great Artist is you.
The perfect phrase to describe one who creates spiritual art.
From how you decorate your body
To how you nurture life.
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i feel you in the wind, a power connects you and me
the earth changes as your lips draw a smile
my eyes twinkle when you heart skips a beat
the blueness of my sky fades every time you are down
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in baggy pants i roll
around me the sound of techno goes
i hear her call.
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she calls me wherever i go
when i move, she says move slow
whatever i draw, she calls a Picasso
she wants me, your boy milo
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Do not turn from your hue
for i am enchanted
I love the darkness in your body, that which seduces light.
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The girl of my dreams is beautiful.
She had soft dark eyes,
A cute smile,
A lovely heart and a warm soul.
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if i say
you are chocolate sweet.
the blessed dark eve
of my every day.
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