I must have written this poem a long time ago... found it in my archives
Since I took my first puff
No lie but, got hooked to your stuff
You heal me it is true this aint a bluff
Like some exotic therapy
You make me happy
Your love does something really great to me
It sends a warm but yet chilly spell right through my spine
I love you dangerously
Seriously
I love you like; I love the dislocation of truth
I love you with all the light and darkness of the earth
I love you like a bagger loves honey
I love you like a gold-digger loves money, like money loves Bill Gates pockets
I love you like women love bad weaves, like men love peeing in the streets
I love you like… those dreams… those wet dreams; those I wanna be superstar daydreams
If loving you was work, damn I would be the employee of the month
Oh I love you dangerously
Seriously
I love you like Paris loved Juliet, like Juliet loved Romeo
And am in love with this kind of doomed true love
I love you like Samson loved Delilah, like Delilah loved the gold coins
I love you like Hellena loved Paris, like Paris loved Hector, like Hector loved Troy
And really I would hold a grenade for you… if you were dying too
I love you like love loves love and wishes that lust would disappear, like lust craves for sex, like sex aims for an orgasm
I said I love you dangerously, I said dangerously
I love you seriously, I said seriously
I am caught in your thrall!
I love you like a junkie loves a dose of his medicine
I love you like a gun loves bullets, without which it is useless
I love you like a car loves and engine, like an engine loves fuel
I love you like a super model loves her Brazilian wax
I love you dangerously
Seriously
I love you with your faults and imperfections
Want to be part of your generations
© Namatsi Lukoye
Wetu brings us together, connecting and unifying us through fabric sculptures, dolls, stories, and poetry, symbolizing power and resilience. Experience art rooted in African femininity, healing, and hope.
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