we may all be created equal
but truth remains that
no one be like you.
it is the essence of a dream sweet and real
that my last would be my first and
your mind would impassion me.
that before you, i had never etched anyone’s name
onto the floor of my heart; that i had never breathed gently...
...that before you no one had ever
had all of me - unbolted my heart and
safely held it in theirs.
no one be like you.
for all that is physical, they may all be created equal.
but you remain the essence of what eludes the body.
simply the essence.
Donald Molosi will be a guest blogger on this blog for a couple of weeks, watch this space for exciting posts!
