Though surrounded by juicy hearts,
I will not love yet.
Though maidens bloom and flower.
I won’t let any sweep me off my feet.
My heart won’t weep.
I will keep my vow.
I will not love yet.
I won’t slip and sleep in the world of love.
Though your kitenge wraps you like gold,
I am still cold.
Even if your style is gracious,
The glacier covering my heart won’t melt.
I will not love yet.
Don’t hate me.
We are not mates.
Though your blush brushes my heart clean,
I won’t lean on your love zone.
For in you will let me.
I will not love yet.
I will stand and watch.
As beauty oozes,
As temptation streams flow,
As beauty unfolds like a rose,
I will not have my dose.
I will close my eyes and thank God the creator.
©Julius Muriungi
This poem is part of the January 31st 2011 Free Theme & Style Poetry Competition. You have until February 26th 2011 to read and vote for it. Please comment and indicate your opinion of the poem on a scale of 1 to 5.
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