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There were so many
soft and delicate angles
in your smile.
Was it a weapon forged
to destroy me or
was it a cure created
to save me?
I guess time will tell.
love them before it's over

today's today
may never
be another

tomorrow may hold words never said

live tonight like
the moon is red
This adjustment I make
today
to the universe

shouldn't affect you
at all


still there
see
i told you

i know
you'll make
your own

back
at me


hmmm
i think
i felt that
You write the unwritten
Thinking it was
To discover
The lyrics of a melody old
You played in new words
Knew not
New no more
 Jun 2019 Banele Msimango
Cné
~
She leans over the sink
weight on her toes
to applied lipstick
in quick certain strokes,
the way a man signs
his hundredth signature
of the morning.

With lips of convictionless curvature
as the lipstick retracted like a red eel
all day she left her mark
on everything she kissed.
Even the air remarks
like intoxicating news
whispered from ear to ear.

~
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