Saturday, 6 November 2010

Forever Your Queen

My long lost Love,
This is your Queen.
I left you a message
Today too on the bark
Of the tree under which
We first kissed. Remember?
Adieu to Mali
Your lips quivered
With fear and desire.
There was uncertainty
In your hasty touch.
I can still smell
Your cola breath.
Adieu to Mali
My long lost Love,
So you think you’ve
Moved on don’t you?
Just make sure you
Don’t come too late
Because your Chief
Just asked for my
Hand in marriage.

Forever your Queen.
Adieu to Mali

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