My Word

My word is one,
My word is simple,
Yet for some,
Its different a little,
Their word is heaven,
The milky way and its stars,
My word is even,
And sweetness it has,
My word is my song,
My song is my love,
My love is your love.

~Ngetha Mwangi

Jewel In My Hand

It has a different feel,
Unlike the other before,
This one is more real,
Such beauty I never saw,
It adorns my being,
Bringing life and warmth,
It finds a home in my being,
One of tenderness and strength,
I hold it in my hand,
I hold her in my heart,
This jewel of mine,
This woman that I Love

~ Ngetha

smell of rain

i find it hard to explain,

the beauty inside,

the glow of your faith,

the scent of you,

the warmth of your breath,

the softness of your skin,

the wetness of your lips,

the intricacy of our intimacy,

its something like the smell of rain

Me recuerdo

I remember your hands, soft and beautiful,

they fit into mine,

I remember your eyes, large and lovely,

they say it’ll be fine,

I remember your skin, soft , brown and beautiful,

it touched mine,

I remember your hips n oh your lips,

how well they’d fit into mine,

I remember your hair, short and neat,

a lot like mine, well except for neat..

I remember you,

I miss you,

Thinking of you….

Sweet

my eyes give me away,
even before i speak,
before i say….
my smile tells the tale,
better than my words would,
your frame in all its detail,
full of beauty innate,
full of sweetness intricate,
dance, dance with me,
the dance of the intimate,
the dance of love,
you captivate me,
you are the one,
you are mine,
my baby