The Monologue by Malerato

Malerato | December 1st, 2015 | a poem a day challenge, poetry | No Comments


I remember when I met her
Her eyes lamented of beauty
Beauty that was pure like vine fermented with passion
Her eyes flickered like neon lights,
In the early evenings.

Your face a city of gold and silver
Of sizzling lights, a city of extraordinary beauty
Were tears are made of champagne.

Your hair nicely plaited into two line
Like tracks of heavenly feet
And your smile brought a merry rain,
Of caramel chocolate in my heart.

Poet Bio

Phokane Malerato is an 18 year old writer of novels,poetry and short stories.

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