when you’re home with me,
I feel migrated from my body
out with you in the garden of love
with your smiles, it’s flowers
your teeth as the align hedges
clothed in white like the snow
your kiss as cool as the morning dew
which softens my lips like with the leafs
and your body’s moves when you dance
like the dazzling plants swaying in the wind
your touch, so warm like the rising sun
the voice, so melodious like a nightingale on the tree
then when the sun sets, we lay on the grass, our mat
and await the moon to shine on our deeds.
©️Duncan Alidza
