SACRED BLANKET


Wide oceans our great divide Fettered soul sing Madiba blues Cascading effusion of emotions Cold feet stuck in a cold day Reminiscing thy warm chamber Tears, tears; thy beloved yearns Enchanted to be with you all day O' how I long to be with you Allured to thy chamber of intimacy Cold guilt nakedness thy... Continue Reading →

AT YOUR FEET


I want to sit at your feet to behold your beauty I want to sit at your feet, consumed by your love Free my soul from the snare of the Fowler Free my soul from bowing down to other gods Trapped in the prison of this life my soul wonder and cringed The zeal of... Continue Reading →

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