Words
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Kenneth Maswabi
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they came drizzling
enveloping my soul
in a mysterious blanket
the poetic mascot exposed
liberated and free
soaking in the poetic rain
drinking poetry of love
and spitting poetry of hate
in a drunken stupor
poetry is born
words...
sizzling my mind
with their brazen smell
speaking to my soul
with their emotional exploitation
descending on my heart
with their colourful love
dressing my spirit
with their excited mood
poetic romance is guaranteed
words...
watering my mouth
with their juicy vibes
seducing my mood
with their sexy dress
chasing my heart beat
with their dramatic flow
caressing my lips
with their tasty love
words are phenomenal
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