Thou see her, everyday
Thou see her, right in front
She is there, but invisible
A prospect, that can be real
She is mine, but never there
She is thy beat, in front
Her glimmering eyes
Looking deep as soul
She is thy and thy is she
She is a recollection – substance
In thy distant arcane memory
She, my dark angel
A hand in hand, step in step
She is mine and I am hers
Thou know her, from a distant life
An esoteric song, enigma to many
Only simplicity in thou ears
A noise pronounced – l.o.v.e
Thou see her everyday – essential
An invisible lover, that can be real
She thy breath, yet thy death
She is thy yearning essence
The knowingly untouchable
Leaving me dry, nakedly
Nakedly seeking the giving circle
Not knowing whether to come or go
A tempting temple’s treasure
Thee, imminent breath yet thee death
Thou cannot play two realities at once
Thou see her, everyday
Thou see her, right in front
By Linda Sakazi Thwala
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