youth fountain

it's unfortunate
we couldn't make it to the bed
the way that we're used to
no mattress...
to reveal my soul....  
only an old quilted blanket
lay where the bed
should have been...  
floor,
I never knew
that I could sink into it
if I arched my back
just a little bit more...  
more...  
the feel I want from it
"I swear
we only touched tips"
tips....  
how you jarred my soul
in just the taste
of one kiss
upon your lips...  
lips,
these lips used to baby sit
generations I could only
destroy by not releasing them
through my skin....  
skin,  
I wonder
how it would have felt
as a combination of us
-thembekile kilay deh'poet Tsaoane