Did the Poetry Stop You Wondered....
the gap in your beautiful teeth
is the first thing most people notice
flipping through your digital album
on my lap top
i am stunned by your breath-taking looks
if you were not already my wife
i would propose to you
memories of kisumu,
mombasa,
lamu,
kiambu
are reinforced by
your warm body
next to mine,
night after night after night
months on end
year in, year out
did the poetry stop
after you moved in
you asked me
a few minutes ago
closer to one than midnight
here in east africa
and this poem
is the response to tell you
that i have five volumes
of epic, romantic and ever flowing verse
cascading through my soul
when you are asleep
i study your face
reminding myself
how lucky i am
to have you
in my life
as the most significant other in my life....
is the first thing most people notice
flipping through your digital album
on my lap top
i am stunned by your breath-taking looks
if you were not already my wife
i would propose to you
memories of kisumu,
mombasa,
lamu,
kiambu
are reinforced by
your warm body
next to mine,
night after night after night
months on end
year in, year out
did the poetry stop
after you moved in
you asked me
a few minutes ago
closer to one than midnight
here in east africa
and this poem
is the response to tell you
that i have five volumes
of epic, romantic and ever flowing verse
cascading through my soul
when you are asleep
i study your face
reminding myself
how lucky i am
to have you
in my life
as the most significant other in my life....