LETTER TO A LOVERA Poem by Pearl TshetloA love letterLETTER TO A
LOVER
So here we
go again… Upon all
thoughts that secretly remain. Grow with me
patiently, Reason with
me greatly. I have found
the one for me, I found the
joy I fought for respectfully. Now crown me
with history, Applaud this
justice, Involve your
laws in my practice… How did I dare
stumble across greatness? Ask me
questions if you seek understanding. Than I will
tell you of how this became, Love so
wrong, I would lie saying this made me sane. I would be
lying if I told you I searched, Such rawness
never comes to those who seek, But my words
he heard me speak, My joys he
promised to keep… So special
he is, And truly all
he needs is me. Can you truly
say all of you understand and see? Can you
mentor what I have? Though this
is my gift for all the tears I have shed, Of the
sickening life I have led. And as the
heavens spoke, he fell onto my thighs. Blinded by
souls I have touched with my lies, Invading
bodies crumble from our sight, Our love so
effortlessly right. I give my
love to him as ripe as I know, As innocent
as the sun fooled by snow. As blissful
as time Quite dangerous
it could all be a crime. But I need
it I breath it I love it! So wake me
up when reality is a leader, When sexuality
is life’s teacher… When society
expects nothing, And when our
love means more than something. Love me
enough to forget, Embrace me
long enough to expel regret. Be mine till
time stands still I need to be
all you feel All you
could remember, From your
birth till the death of December. Laugh, for I
have brought smiles, Be merry my
dear lover I am yours under
these velvet covers, And when you
are reminded Remember only
me Dream of
what your heart has seen Fall in-love
with all the people you have been… Love me and
enjoy me, And in time
you will see the love I give
to you will set you free.
© 2013 Pearl TshetloAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorPearl TshetloJohannesburg, Gauteng, South AfricaAboutthe most random person you will come across, i'm a free spirit and trust me i am highly complicated. i live for the pen, i write books, poetry and short stories. i'd like to classify my writing as str.. more..Writing
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