THORNY THRILLS

Love wasn’t in the air

It was in her lungs, my love

All I wanted was for her to be my heir

Inheriting all my love

 

One glance

And the will was absolute

Rushing through my veins

But it was still dilute

 

Due to the embedded thorns

She escaped the thrills

But I was swimming the thorns

Just to share the thrills

 

When I eventually plucked the rose

She’d already hurt her toes 


                                  Yussif Ahmed Ibn Yussif

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