Poems Slay

You are busy and b***y
Creating a world under your shoulders
Whistling the whistle of joy
Tears flooding down like an disaster
Your beautiful smile arises like a sunrise under cloudy weather
Your perfume smells so fresh as an rain forming shower drops
Finding myself lost in my own world without you has demolished my soul

Lerato kathe o papadi e jwang
Hela Lerato o lantshwege hao fumanahale