Her name is Roxy, AKA ‘Rose’A Poem by Ayanda MtetoLove is sweet with a kiss.She has beautiful smile An open rainbow that shines Full with wishes, To fulfil this lonely heart Stone in bitterness, With intensifying wild exhalation Ripe with blissful blithe Caressing my entire body as she holds- Me tightly like pillars That can’t be knockdown Even with Samson’s strength. She is true I feel her real, in her kiss Soft and tender, moist like nothing on Earth Tingling, sweet joy in my spine Shivering an icy cold and that’s why she holds-me, tenderly With the warmth of her bosom, An angel of love found home in my heart With a sweet smell of a rose Emanating an Eden ambiance all around A whiff with rapturous delight, A fragrance of a goddess on her mountain pedestal, high above; Her name is Roxy; my beautiful ‘Rose.’ © 2012 Ayanda MtetoReviews
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6 Reviews Added on March 17, 2012 Last Updated on March 22, 2012 AuthorAyanda MtetoDurban, I am a free spirit, i dont belong to a system., South AfricaAboutI love to write alot, mostly poems. I have a passion for drawing, I love mystries, that enigmatic scent with contradictions, I am a simple guy encapsulated with all the complication left most trouble.. more..Writing
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