You were a girl so rare; you were more of a man than a girl
You spoke differently and moved differently
You intrigued me I had to know you
You led a life so different I concluded just knowing you was enough
That day finally came where my two weeks with you started and I had just turned 19
I just wanted to hear you speak and watch you move
Those were after all the things that drew me to you
You life became more than a hearsay now, not only did I watch you speak and move, I also watched you live your life
Something so rare, socially tabooed yet so beautiful is how I could define your life
I secretly wanted to be a part of your life but I wasn’t sure how until I learned that you had someone you called yours thereI got a little jealous and wanted to have that very hold she had on you too
You seemed so pre-occupied with her you had no time for me I concluded
Never did it occur to me that you looked at me with the corner of your eye when I wasn’t watching
Forced my way in your life, asked questions about you so I could learn a thing about you, maybe more than she did I optimistically hoped
Left clues all around, learned to flirt a little, had to do anything to get your attention
Two weeks was not enough, had to make my story known to those who had better contact with you
Things started to change, my messengers must have been doing a great job, I started hearing things I wanted to hear about you about me
Started seeing more of you, we strangely had our spare times at the same times and only you had access to changing rest times so only you could’ve made this happenGot to know you as much as I let you in my life, felt as if I had known you for years, she sort of disappeared in your life, I secretly rejoiced
Feared it wouldn’t last long but was grateful I at least got to know you, that 2 hour summer love was enough for me
We spent more times together, I now was sure that as much of a taboo your life was, I had to be part of it
We laughed together, danced together; you threw words I wanted to hear every time we shared the same space, you made me smile and my heart felt at home every time we breathed the same air
Time had no rest, proper words or proposals had to be said, what we have couldn’t be just summer love
I felt I had to take you in all seasons of my life; summer had to be the beginning of us
Traditional minded I am, I knew I couldn’t say the words, feared that perhaps I read the whole affair wrong so you had to say something, you after all seemed to have more balls than me
We had a relationship with our souls yet nothing but the eyes ever made it official
Time flew as we spent nights together, talking about everything that was individually us
We knew that the long conversations we had were a sign that we had to become intertwined
Words was the only bridge between us but they had to be said for me to cross over
Quarter to the end of summer, crossing my fingers for a miracle, you finally came
Nerves scribbled all over your eyes
You opened your mouth and said “can we?”
Continue with this summer affair through the four seasons of our lives, you continued
And you became mine, I became yours© Sizakele Phohleli 2011/11/04