***The Love of Reading***
You. You look like my next love poem.
The next syllable standing in the line
of inspiration. The iambic pentameter
to my heart beat. The depth to these
words. It’s all You. It’s True.
You. You feel like the next clause to my
smile. The breath captured in September
The book read in March.
You. You are the plural to us. The
punctuation to my disappointments. The one
word that the dictionary cant define. Yes.
You. You are the chocolate stain on this page. It
Cannot be removed. Its your smile. It’s your eyes.
That Plant yellow roses in swimming pools.
You. You look like my next love poem.
You. You are my mattress made of books. The
Author of many worlds. The scribe to
the language of my lips. The rhyming scheme
to my joy. You. You are the next line I shall read.
**May you find your love (book) at Afrokulcha’s bookstore, https://www.afrokulcha.co.za/ ***
A poem by Nompumelelo Mthethwa, written for Afrokulcha
Jun17
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