She tosses me around with her sweet words may she never let me fall

Bosses me around with her royalty presence I want to be her favourite

She sophisticatedly pulls me up and down, down and up like a Yoyo I am her favourite toy

Good morning

Hold me tight like your favourite teddy bear

Lay on me, so comfortably, without worry like your corner couch

Fight for me; go up and down looking for me like your remote

Make me, mend me, and wipe away dirt like you do your bed

Sip from my love like your morning tea

Let me excite you like your buffet brunch

Step into my territory like you do your shower cubicle

Like the water falling on your head, let me free you

Rub me against your skin like that strawberry shower gel

Brush my nightmares away like you do your teeth in the morning

Carry me around your chest like how your bra carries your bosom

Tie me and all my worries around your waist like your favourite belt

Apply your words on me gently and meticulously like your pink gloss

Run your fingers on my lips like your glass of wine as you prepare for the day

Remember me always like your Blackberry

Call a search on me when you can’t find me like your favourite pet

Heavenly pleas for a wife

Father who art in heaven

Hallowed be thy name

To you in come in thanksgiving

Wearing cloths of requests

Father may you create for me a soul who will not be fooled by the laughers I share as she sees through me, the broken glass
Conjure me a soul who will not be moved by the smile on my face as she sees beyond the tears trailing down my soul
Conjure me a soul who will speak to my soul
she who will dance to the tapping of my fingers trailing down the map of her spine
Her who will sing the songs I hum silently
One bold enough to tell the tales hidden in the cracks of my feet
She who will fearlessly spit the rhymes of words banging the corners of my soul
Conjure me a lover who will honour our friendship before intimacy
Conjure me a lover who will love me fearlessly, honestly, freely, openly, like I was their god
Conjure me a lover who will reciprocate my love

A ghost

Feels like I'm losing myself to a creature unknown

My body functioning with the limbs of a stranger

He has taken over my dreams, tormenting me in my sleep

Nightmares, ghostly creatures in my visions he has afforded me with

I feel haunted, seeing a man whose face I have I never seen

Smiling at me as if he owns me

Pointing at me as if he is coming for me

Raping me with his presence

I feel deaf but I can hear him clearly,

He calls my name; by my first name he calls me, leading me to the edge of darkness

I feel scared; I am mourning a part of me

He has done me in, leaving behind just my flesh

Flesh that knows no tale that tells no tale

I see snakes, serpents have befriended me

Crawling up to me like I am their motherhood

He has taken away all that pleasures me

With pride he has afforded me with tears

I'm drawing near the edge

Standing on the edge of depression

When will he leave me alone?

Create within me a friend hidden behind the face of a lover

Conjure for me a being who will honour this facade

such beauty

without a face she stays in my dreams

I don't love you. I don't need you. I don't miss you

We never were a part of the crowd nor did we ever tell tales from the soil of normality. We never danced to the songs that brought movement to the commoners; we always were the elite to one another and we lived as us, breathed as such, we became as such, we are such. I don't love you. I don't need you. I don't miss you. I just worship the grounds you saunter on; I yearn to hear the sound of your voice for it has become the playlist to my soul, the melody that remedies my aches. You are my song, the one I replay through thunder storms and joyous celebrations, the alpha and omega of my day, the author of my smile. I think of you when you are away, long for you like my addiction and I find myself wanting to succumb to normality by saying or texting stupid words like "I miss you" on my phone to your digital identity, that 10 characters long numbered creature that is technologically your name but quickly I reprimand myself, such disrespect you will never tolerate so I text

“I long for the warmth of your arms, the song sung by our lips when we are locked, the feel of your skin when it's against mine, the command of your bosom when pressed against mine, our bodies joined together look so perfect, my favourite outfit you are. I look at you and I see the face of my creator, such perfection, such humility, such a soul, such harmony you possess, you were designed to care for me, to remind me of the higher power, to teach me lessons of patience. I tremble at the mention of your name, wondering do I make you feel the way you make me feel, do I ever cross your zone of thoughts, do I keep you from slumber as you have kept me? My beautiful nightmare you have become. Sometimes I feel scared, lonely and without purpose, I yearn to attend the classes of your lessons as you command me to know my place in him who created me, as you unravel the beauty within me, as you lead me to destinations decorated with flowers of hope. I pine for your presence to cloud my space, to watch you toss and turn on our bed, such beauty you possess even in your sleep”

Forgive me if all these words translate to I love you, I miss you and I need you. Never meant you such disrespect.

I want to

I want to

Kiss like our lips never told the same story

Let you make love to me like you have never seen me that bare

While we listen to the sound of our voices as they climax in unison

I want to

Let you tease me like you never had me

Let you make me moan like I have never begged you

Let you make me wet like we have never hopped to the same beats

Made by our voices as they skipped a bit to the beating of our hearts

I want to

Let you pull me closer as if you have never pushed me away

Hear you call my name like you are yet to meet me

Let you scream out loud as if you are in danger

Running away from satisfaction, seeking rescue between my legs

I want to

Let you make me want you like some diamond

Let you make me grind you like some bad ass bitch

Let you make me touch you like it's your first time

Make you moan like you are about to cry

Make you lose control like you never had authority over me

Fist my way inside your soul like it's gonna hurt

Play your sacred place like the strings of a guitar

And make you come like you were born for it

It is only when you have come face to face with pure love that you can speak in volumes of selfless love of someone else. To speak of them as if they were the Adam from whose ribs you were created.

what? you don't give a DAMN?

If giving a damn was as a choice as we would like to convince ourselves then this would be one sad world, or rather a perfect world. If people could quickly learn to understand that being human goes hand in hand with giving a fuck about things we would otherwise prefer to not give a fuck about, then more people would be happy and give more fuck about anything anyone and everything....only because it only makes us human

I told her - "The Renaissance WOman"

The intensity of your work is somehow a reflection of the fact that you have come face to face with love, you have borne witness to it that it can't help but be felt by everyone who read it

what defines you?

My boi

She is a lady, so gentle they confuse her for a man

Smile so beautiful she is my perfect girl

She calls herself my husband

Silently I call her my wife

She hates it when I refer to her as my woman

Claims she is a man, she is what she claims she is

But I cannot allow her to take away the womanhood from herself

She is a woman able, worthy of the titleship of men

A lady so gentle you can call her a gentleman

She cares for me like a father so she breathes fatherhood

Provides for me like a hunter, my pillar at nightfall, fights for me even in my dreams

Loves me like I was meant for her, she is a god

But still I cannot allow her to rob herself off of her motherhood

I call her my boy she gets so excited for she doesn't know that my Boi ends with an "I"

So as to retain her womanhood, treasure her motherhood and honour the gentle lady she is

She is my Boi

You are a gift.

 A healer.

The spoken truth.

The revelation.

You are you.

And I love you.

She

Bruised and battered by yesterday's rain you came to me seeking new revelations, closure of chapters read, comfort, assurance, peace, seeking companionship you came to me. Dressed in all that aches you looked up to me as if I was your saviour, from me you sought healing, salvation, redemption, from me you sought rebirth. Never have I been so unsure but your fear was my compass, your pain was enough motivation to lead you to paths unharmed, to the promised land I purposed myself to lead you, you were my Lot and I was your god. You were to me my motherhood, you were to me my Jesus and I was to you Mary, my reason for being, my good heart, my prized silverware.

You became my anchor, the voice of God, the voice of reason, the poet from the forgotten land whose potential was worthy of revelations, the poet clothed in garments representing God, garments of hope, garments of revival, garments of faith, you became to me my healer as I purposed myself to heal you, healed wounds I never knew lived in me, covered scars I never knew were a part of me. You became to me my destruction, destroyed my facade and gave birth to skin I never was meant to treasure, the skin of truth, the skin of reality, the skin of me, you worshiped my brown skin, sang tunes to the heart I wear, danced to the beats made by my body when our bodies danced together, to the sounds of loss we tapped, endeavours to fill the voids in our souls. Such a mess we have made of each other, you said I was your beautiful mess, and you were the mess collector, the messed up union we became. You possess the strength of Goliath and gave birth to me the faith of David, rolled up together we mother biblical interactions through holy intersections for revelations seeking embrace.

Together we became the celebrants of life, the worshipers of the African soil. We became to each other the African women who defined Africa in its entirety. You unveiled to me the treasures of our forefathers, showed me the footpath on which the tears of our foremothers still run and since that sunny day I have worn Africa as my breath plate of honour, the full armour of pride Africa became. You became my wing and I your hiding place. My empress and I your goddess. The goddess of life and light, the empress of honour and truth.

We indulged in conversations; skin to skin we spoke tales of yesterday, plotted deeds yet to come, and praised the moments we breathed in. Tongue to tongue we conveyed messages of passion, conspired on moments of peace, hand to hand to held on to what was dear to each other, we held on to each other. Eye to eye we travelled a journey; to lands undiscovered we walked back and forth to the spirits in quest for fulfilment. Mouth to mouth we fed on each other’s souls seeking familiarity, seeking solidarity we fed on the blood of harmony. We became rippers of soul’s unholy, hunters of truth untold, like the supernatural we found power at moonlight, where our affection peaked beyond the heavens. Together we became the authors of our own fates, the designers of our own happiness and the omegas of our distress. We became for each other to each other what we needed to become for each other in each other for each other's sanity.

Perfection

That awkward stare

I miss staring psycho deep in her eyes to a point of her discomfort,

To a point that she cringes and begs me to look away

Just to assure her that I have my eyes on her alone

That when I look at her my world feels complete

For it is complete

Because she completes me

Don't cut your dreads

I like how they feel on my fingers when I grab them, pull them, caress them as if they were human

I like how they feel on my chest when you lay on me, feed on me like some frenzied cunt

I like    ...that rough soft texture, almost dry yet no breakage ever occurs kinda feel

           ...that I am a proud African vibe they have going on

I feel some kind of connection, emotional jellying, when I feel them against my skin, pushing them against me like they can open the locks of my soul to have conversations with the possessor of my soul

Like they are a part of us, a third element to our union, like some mistress that knows her place

I like how they make you look like some innocent untouched soul when they hang loose

Hanging down your ears like they hear on your behalf

I like how I look at you; then gaze up to the crown of your head and they are there as if they add meaning to your being, as if they are the definition of your being or together you are defined

I like how I have spoken of them without speaking of you

Call me shallow but I doubt I would have gone for you if you had that lil'Afro swag on

Humbled beyond words - Beyond any man's comprehension

“She is the voodoo Queen of my days and the most precious gem of the heavenly creation. She has beauty that of ancient goddesses: Queen of the East, a Princess of the spoken word, the beautiful and insatiable Azanian nymph *lol*, all rolled into one immaculate body whose fine features and proportions are close to perfection.

But it does not end there. I have a great obsession for this strange, powerful, learned and extraordinary woman. My love for her almost drove me insane. Most important of all she was a Nubian: a dark and delightful daughter of Africa who was spawned and nurtured by the great gods of the River Nile. How I wish that you knew this goddess, how I wish that you could see with my eyes”

Stay with me

Don't you dare leave me
Not because I cannot live without you
But what if I can't
Don't you even think about leaving me
Not because I have no one else to care for
I just don't wanna care for anyone else but you
Do you fucken leave me
Not because you have got some fucken hold on me
Well maybe you fucken do
 Don't you even think about going out that door
Not because I have no one else to invite over
Only because I have opened my doors of my heart to you
Don't you dare leave me
Not because I have no one else to love me
In fact I  have a few
I just don't love them back
I don't love them at all
I love you
Do you leave me I beg
Not because I enjoy being at anyone's mercy
But mercy kneeling down before you, asking you to stay, will make you take notice of me
Don't leave me or I will die
Not because I am suicidal
But without you I may as well be lifeless
The mere thought of being without you has led to many deaths of me
Please don't you leave me
Not because I am desperate
Well maybe I fucken am, actually I am fucken hungry for your love
Don't you leave me
Not because I love you
Not because I care
Not because I miss you when you are gone
Not because I don't see me without you
Not because I wanna hold you in the middle of every argument
Not because I wanna kiss you every time you cry
But because I don't wanna feel all of things if I'm not feeling them for you

The mess we made

Here I am, sitting alone in the midst of the crowd, drenched in silence in the midst of a rebellious dance floor noise, thinking, wondering what made such a mess of us, were we too careful not to love each other this much that when we realized our failure we became one another's destruction? Could we have done it any better, said words any softer, loved each other any lighter? Could we have opted for anything different to what we now stand for given a chance? Coulda, woulda, shoulda remains immaterial, we are what we r now, for what we are and how we chose to be,  alive under the circumstances, sadly rooted in the pits of each other's soul with no one to save us but ourselves. Joyously we remain in this calamity, seeking no salvation, what else is to save us if not our love, what else is to become our redeemer if we can't even redeem ourselves with the love we share for each other, at what point did love stop being the greatest breast plate, when did the armour of love lose its power?

Silence has now found the voice, you are speaking to me, almost I feel like I've won the lottery, I feel like I have be released bail free from the confinement of being far from you, you are here, drenched in the same tears that have found home in me, as confused as we ever will be combined, hurt beyond any man's comprehension, your heart still on the platter of faith for me to mend, my hands shaky as I am scared I will again break it beyond redemption. I won't hurt you, I will make you whole again even if it's for a minute, I can't sing you promises to walk fault free in your eyes, I won't dance to the tunes of I will be perfect for you just for you to stick around, I come to you, covered in human flesh, bashed and bearing all the traits that qualify me human, wearing the smile silently promising to be less human if that means keeping you around, however I have no surety but my heart should I fail to deliver in full, will that be enough?. I come to you as I am, wrapped in imperfections, soaked in fears and doubts, hoping you take me as I am...hoping it's enough to make you notice me once more.

because "I love you"

Back and forth we go, trying to make up for what the past cost us, in return, to honor those who have caused us harm we become worse than they were, hurting each other, saying things we don't mean, crying tears knowing more is to come, sadly we remain tangled, tangled in each other's hearts, no matter how hard we try to fight it, no matter the words we utter to ignore it, we are here in the same skins but now harder, mad as hell at each other, having failed each other dismally, yet we remain, rooted in what heals both of us, the common denominator, the love we have each other, the immeasurable kind of affection, the dangerous kind of love, we cry, we hurt, and then we complete each other, we make each other smile, to the pits of our souls we are taken in love, in love with each other but still we remain, cats and dogs at it, using the very claws that have become buried deep down in each other's souls to scratch each other, no apology can make it better, we have hurt each other beyond redemption yet we love each other, insanely beyond what we were ever willing to put on the table.

LoveGlori Melodies

te amo
te amo
don't you ever leave me

Lost friendships

Distanced by emotions

Wrapped in silence

Lacking words to utter

No song to sing

Such closeness you once shared

Time overtook you

Memories flee from you

Left you sipping from the bitter glass

Yesterday the history of today

Today will never birth a future promising

For you have become distanced by emotions

Singing praise to misunderstanding

Paying homage to loss

You now are divided

By words once said

Words piercing

Words irreversible

Apologies too proud to leave the lips

Remains of pride blocking opportunities

Paths leading to hopeful amendments have become the joke of the day

For you have been divided by emotions

Submerged in pride

Guilty of words uttered

Wounds licked open

Forgiveness paid the for pride

Trip back in time

Back and forth

We go in time

Trying to undo the knots of anger tangled in our hearts

Back and forth

We go in time

Trying to mend our broken heart

Dry up the tears trailing down our eyes

Back and forth

We go in time

In vain trying to remove the clots of misunderstanding clogging up our liberty

Back and forth

We go in time

Bumping into arguments

Conclusions we wish we never jumped into

Feeling emotions irrelevant

Back and forth

We go in time

Spitting words of insults

Vomiting regrets

Back and forth

We go in time

Necks bearing strangles

Bodies soaking in wounds undefined

Back and forth

We go in time

Realising our pain

Too deep for mending

Too lost in secrets

Apologies lost their meaning

Back and forth

We go in time

Lies covering the crowns of our heads

Admitting it's too late

To make another try

To cry another tear

To tell another tale

To paint a new picture

For we back in time broke what could have defined time

Move your world

Let me

Move your world with words

Channelling your mind into places undiscovered

With words meant to move your world

Your sacred world

As you open up your heart

Locking my words into your soul

Believing I am here for your adoration

As you let me move your world

With rhymes unlocking all that confines you

Your out of the box reality I will be

So let me free you into a world out of the ordinary

Extraordinary we will become

As you dance to my words

Moving your world

To greater revelations

Let me

Move your world with words

Meant to glue your world with mine

Picture this moment

Portrait this instant

Frame it in your heart

For you and I are a once in a life time opportunity

Opportunity so perfect

Picture perfect

We are the ambassadors of happiness

For my buddy "Candice" - I will miss you :(

Bitter sweet

Mixed emotions

Happiness accompanied by pain

Lost in the abyss of loneliness

Almost lost

Almost unsure

Too confused

Surely excited

Never have I imagined the pain today would bring

Feels permanent yet it is temporary

Having to reschedule the plans of my life to cater for your absence

A bitter sad reality yet sweet for your growth

Today came too soon, caught me too busy to mourn your short absence

On you I will wait

Plotting more memories to create with you

Crying a little when you step into my mind

Hoping the world treats you tender

I will miss you ever

face to face

We stand

Facing each other

Breath taken

Spirits waiting to be uplifted

Words soothing the souls

We breathe in and out

In and out we breathe

Nerve wrecked

Silence speaking volumes

Space between us imaginary

Moment to be treasured

We stand

Face to face

Our eyes fixed in each other

Conversations between hearts

Skin awaiting touch

Words soothing all aches

Space fulfilling all promises un-kept

Eyes buried soul deep

We stand

Face to face

Fearful to transition to a thing greater than what we presently are

The Intwined

Dedications

Declarations

We are celebrations

Emotions

Devotions

We are celebrations

Bearing witness to things spiritual

Beyond biblical

With our souls we engrave scriptures

Anointed with love

We are angels holy

Deserving of praise

Bare souls

As we lay in self-sacrifice for one another

Tapping to hymns of faith

Surrender to you I do

Lead me to the promised land of utter satisfactions

As I feed from your soul to my soul

We are the entwined

I told her WORDS

I am choking

Choking on words

Banging the doors of my soul

Seeking release

Set us free they scream

To slumber I serenade them

Knowing the ramifications of their liberty

I turn deaf to their pleas

Scratching the pits of my soul

I bleed, covered in the blood of my words

Words I thought I buried

Words I put to sleep

They are here

The ghosts of my sins

Greed personified

They are here

For their owner they ask

Hush! The world will not care I try to convince them

Adamant to find release

To rebirth they protest

Until she entered my space

In fear yet under compulsion

I set them free

Telling her I love her

I dream of her at night

Stuttering, she is the woman of my dreams

I tell her

United in love

All I want is to see your smile

Smell your skin

Be in one place with you

In utter solidarity

You and I emitting and inhaling the same air

Listening to your heart beat

Mesmerised by the echoes of your words

While I watch you speak

           Hear you breathe

And we pray together

Seeking interventions

Needing liberations

High on faith

Together we move mountains

we are one

Because when you and I are one

Our souls locked

Our lips sealed in one

Limbs connected from bone to bone

Bare intersections

We are the result of hungry souls

Looking to feed

Looking to lay

Crucified in each other

We wander in places unknown

Only to bear witness to love undefined

Love unquestioned

Without boundaries we have fell entrapped into each other's souls

Unrestricted we have come undone

Without permission we have become one

Beyond boundaries we have fallen in love

My warrior

You laid there

Warrior of life

Battling for breath

You laid there

Without any army

Yet you won the battle

Battle of faith

Weapons of prayer

Your breastplate

You laid there

Feeling no fear

Trusting he's near

You laid there

Painted in beauty

Beauty is your heart

Life still in you

You laid there

Prayer warrior

Saint of humility

You laid there

Feeling no sorrow

Sorrow departed

You laid there

The king of the army

Armies of life

He has come for you

So I wait around in silence

Waiting for the darkness to fall

Wearing pyjamas of happiness

Where at are we meeting this time?

You turned my days upside down

Making me a worshipper of night fall

So I sit around in the cold

Anticipating the warmth of your arms

Feeling the warmth of your love

What words will you utter this time?

So I sit around drenched in tears

Awaiting your arrival

The nightfall has come

The dawn is sneaking up on me

I missed a dream

Did I not dream of you this time?

So I sit around in mourning

You are never to return

He has come for your soul

Leaving me with no care

So I sit around in thanksgiving

Saluting the heavens you were once there

Mine for keeps

Once you called my name in satisfaction

Twice you ran to me for cover

Forever you will reign in me, my queen

So I sit around counting my loss

Licking my wounds

Dancing in worship

Trials of faith

Now he has come

Making your soul his own

6 Types of Love

Eros

A passionate physical and emotional love based on aesthetic enjoyment; stereotype of romantic love

Ludus
A love that is played as a game or sport; conquest; may have multiple partners at once

Storge
An affectionate love that slowly develops from friendship, based on similarity

Pragma
Love that is driven by the head, not the heart

Mania
Obsessive love; experience great emotional highs and lows; very possessive and often jealous lovers

Agape
Selfless altruistic love; spiritual

Broken beyond redemption

Seeking no salvation

Feeling unworthy

Then you came

Cluttered me with your love

Revived me with your care

I look at you filled with amazement

How you managed to mend me remains mystery even to the gods

Leave my side never

Prune me to your pleasure

Set yourself free from not

I live for you live

I feed from your soul

You are my salvation

This week has finally come to an end

Never thought I’d see Friday at all the way things were happening

Sorry baby, so glad we met again

Hidden truths

Hidden truths

Played hide and seek

Seeking embrace

As if you were worthy

Slowly I embraced you

Favoured you

Fell for you

So you felt super-woman

Trying to prove your majesty

You played me yesterday

Uncovering the cracks of your skin

Like a snake you crawled into my world

Slyly you convinced me you were worthy

Blindly I followed

Showed emotion

Danced to bullets

of betrayal

Your jar of lies overflowing

Flooding me with tales untrue

The realness in you now is unknown

Even by you

So you search for it

Trying to play shrink on yourself

Finding clues to your hidden truths

Bruising me with promises lacking fulfilment

Words lacking meaning

Love missing emotion

You lay there

Bare yet covered with fabrics representing no truth

Tick tock! Your time is up

Your heart now pumps lies

You are a pathological liar

Filthy spaces

Inspired by Nomonde and we co-wrote it (well a bit). So cute!!!!

Siza

Dirty places
Led to filthy spaces
Praises rose to filthy traces
Giving birth to emotions
Bringing about excitosis
For you mother places
Bearing traces of spaces
Dirty of love bearing traces
Dirty enough to revive places
Filthy of emotions
Telling tales of places
That gave birth to such spaces
Leading to traces
Of emotions
From filthy places

Nomonde
For filthy traces result to dirty places
These places
so familiar
where we were
where we existed
in time
accumulating memories
leaving traces

Siza
You left memories
Defining moments
Of weakness
From places of happiness
You said it
Would be perfect
Was perfected in places
Wearing traces
Filthy of explosions
Of emotions
Wrapped in traces
Perfect in happiness

Dirty places

Forming dirty traces

Rhyming dirty speeches

You are my dirty secret

We cry

We yell

We curse

We fall

What’s the use of it all if it won’t change the situation?

Why should ... pain be better if it won’t heal?

                      ...  Wounds heal if scars will appear

                      ... Forgiveness be sought if crimes will be committed again

                      ... Prisons be open if they walk free again

We laugh

We dance

We praise

We rise

In order to... cry

                   ... Yell

                   ...  Curse

                   ... Fall

Because pain won’t heal

Wounds give birth to scars

Crimes committed again

Criminals walking untouched