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Before I leave
- Otieno Nyadimo
- Jun 21, 2017
- 1 min read
Her eye, an amazing ball of fire Spherical, amber, orange-red Without lashes, with glamour. Colours fuse, red, pink, orange, yellow, Mutating through that array, Throwing colour behind dark clouds, Giving them a pink backdrop. Illusionary flames burn my soul. Houses on the ridge flamoxed in amber. I bask in her radiance, Mop up that spectacle, internalise it to lift my spirits. I hear darkness tumble upon the land, Crushing something in me.
nkosana Mpofu
