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Gugu Mdluli
November 18, 2011 at 1:19pm
he sees nothing strange
in the undiluted warmth that -
when in my mind images dance
of his lollipop-delicious mouth -
traverses my vein-rivers red
and visits my sky blue summers.
awed but not unmanned
by my smiling brown stare
that -
in unbottled wonder -
says every day:
i adore you.
he is for me.
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