Good Life
By Lawrence Mathebula •
Kiss my lips a lover
Give me yourself, will I,
Have it all the good
And a ride, the Sixty-Nine?
Holding on, I cannot wait
Keeping eyes away? No way!
Life is quick at edge;it turns,
The hours to our face
With wind much slow a lapse
Or quick its speed, you find
Much sense, it makes our lives
Aright flowing this way?
Kiss my lips a lover!
Roses open, rosy lips sip
Until we're burning bright,
Clasped me to her tonight.