Mad pleasures

The tender movement of goosebumps
To the winking awakening of my flesh
The bad itch of I will not surrender yet
Funny how itchy chooses a place

An urgent sensation I never invented
Oh the thrill of mad mad gratification
Madness out in a perfect sneeze yes
For the next irrational swelling.

Copyright Β© Nomzi Kumalo, 2015.

Published 02.04.2014

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  1. Bula Nomzi, I enjoy your poems particularly this one. Thank you for following my blog; I greatly appreciate it and look forward to more of your bits on life. πŸ™‚

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  2. This one took my tongue away. The lines lend themselves to multiple readings and divergent decoding, the theme universal and the crafting very suggestive and all very deliberate. Me likey!

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    1. Hello love, I am well. Grey days in-between work too. Yes, a grey day that finds me peaceful. It is what it is. Somehow not enough hours in a day though. πŸ˜€ How are you doing? πŸ™‚

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