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Jun 2018
Awarded a licence

I have been longing to be hers, and now she is mine.
I stand there underneath the sun of Africa.
I am there staring at her thinking about what is there to nurture...

The only egg that hatched was the licence I have.
I am licensed to make her smile till she laughs
I am licensed to hold her hand till she feels safe
I am licensed to hug her till she feels warm
I am licensed to kiss her till she feels wanted

I am licensed to gift her till she feels appreciated
I am licensed to help bring up the good in her till she feels important
I am licensed to talk to her till she feels like talking everyday
I am licensed to listen to her till she feels like she is heard

I am licensed to comfort her till she feels comfortable
I am licensed to practice what lovers do till she feels like never letting go
I am licensed, I am licensed
I am licensed to love her till she knows what love is
I am licensed
Written by
Narios Kganyago
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