Dean Marais : Writing

Black Silk

Black Silk

A Poem by Dean Marais


For Emily
New Car

New Car

A Poem by Dean Marais


Some people think what they own or who they know defines them
Poison

Poison

A Poem by Dean Marais


Her lips will taste like the sweetest wine But its the wine that never satisfies A wine that never gets you drunk Her skin will be softer and faire..