I dream in the aesthetics of prisms
Somersaults of ladybugs in lavender fields repainting their wings with the colours of an eclipse
Scarlets of benedictions offered for resurrection
I love in aromas and spirits that fold my touches in their lingering panache
I wrap my heart in the melodies of voices that speak without words
I cling to the dominating vines of hope that reward the soul with slithering kisses
I only see with misty eyes the turquoise conclaves of envy
To float is a less burden than flying when the clouds whisper wishes to your thoughts
I feel the shapes of the night and contort my being into puzzle pieces scattered in the daylight
I do not seek journeys, destiny revealed its fountains to me
It stood before me and bequeathed its eternity
I offer only what my life may never repay in deeds.
Nkateko is a self published author of Poetic Flair. Full bio at poetrportion.
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