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Oct 2015
Morning settles on the dew.
Mirages of you, settle in my view.
While the sky settles with its hue.
I settle thoughts of settling with you.

I wouldn't mind settling for this.
Except, humming birds never settle in their nests.
East is what you know best
But It's always warmer in the west.

When the sky changes its hue it changes with you.
Looks can be deceiving but changes are true.
When the night comes, You come apart.
When the snow becomes dark, So does your heart.

The birds in the east never really gave you an option.
'No' only meant proceed
With caution.
I find myself
All too often
Losing you
To your many contortions

You'd bend over in every way for me, anytime.
Except backwards.
Forever mine.
What a short forever that was.

Learning to accept that humming birds never settle in their nests.
Learning that when the dew falls, it's only for the best.
Learning to live without the air that is you baby.
You were so hot last night, it turned you into dew baby
Katlego Tladi
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Katlego Tladi  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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