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»She Left The Tap Open«

by Mzikabawo Mzido Dingalibala, August 20, 2009

she left the tap open;
it was leaking, water dripping, it was never closed
she left the tap open;
in my mind she was naked she was never clothed
she left the tap open;
she got my heart, got my love, but never got dime
she left the tap open;
she was out of line but never mind cause she was never mine
she left the tap open;
finally got a plumber who couldn't even fix the leak
she left the tap open;
even if the tap was fixed her love would still creak
she left the tap open;
you and me. me and you the paradox which is us has lost its humour and has become this vile apparition
she left the tap open;
what once was is no more, like the page I tore out of Shakespeare's book, we have become this languid rendition
she left the tap open;
she wooed me with equivocations, seduced me with a love unspoken and married me with riddles
she left the tap open;
not she, but us cause our love was never clearly articulated:tacit:maybe love needs no consensus, just the willing soul, maybe?
maybe you're just another poem I wrote

Written: August 2009
Tags: Lovesick

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Reader comments

"vivid.. dripping of complexity... just like love"
Kunalati Matthew Mokoena, Apr 12, 2011
"Eish speechles, but its true vele man, no1 can feel a lost true love space.... maybe by change a good plumber will be back to do her duty again but not as good as the real lost one... keep the ryming him, u the best"
Happy Mhlongo, Feb 26, 2010
"i love yo poem..."
Gcinile Mdletshe, Feb 26, 2010
"Excellent rhythm, keep them coming"
Ryan Gordon Penn, Aug 20, 2009

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