PRISONERS OF LOVE
(for Pamela: 18.10.23)
Love is not reason
Cold calculating & frozen
Sweet dreams
Are wet dreams
These days I carry my heart
In my head
Each time I go to bed
The head-ache is in
My chest pains
Eros pure as an ab-stain
P-a-m-e-l-a!
You are tall I am tall
Like a pair of hands
Both of us made to be compatible
The bubbling earth-core
Is a womb in thrombosis
Erotic vol/canoes
Frothing at the mouth
Yearning for kisses
Not curses
Exchanging whispered secret messages
Hurting hearts dressed in bandages
It’s not over until love birds ovulate
Swimming sea-men seeking to copulate
Snapshots in meno-pose…
Mbongeni Khumalo: Author of the poetry collection Apocrypha.