“Love, the dangerous necessity the people seek without regard, to where they are. The human heart is curious”.
My love is not kind
My love is not sweet
My love is not generous
My love is not forgiving, but I am.
My love wonders
My love wanders, but I don’t.
One day they will pierce my heart and they will find your name carved on it & all shall be well.
For they will know that my heart was in good hands.
That my soul is content
Because it was my love that protected me
My spirit that cheered me on
Because my love was jealous
It was my love that loved me.
NkatekoTshabalala is a self- published author of Poetic Flair, Amazon (2018).