Sunday, 29 May 2016


Give me a pen, and a kiss,
I'll paint you, in words, ink,
Take me to the river, Miss,
My throat dies for a drink.

Take more of that, or this,
Souls together, we'll sync,
Give all, or out we'll miss,
Both eyes, wink, or blink.

Your love's pure, no hiss,
You are still what I think,
Whom the heart will miss,
On whose lips I will sink. 

"A Pen And A Kiss"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

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