Cuddling, in Love We Wallow.


We lie cuddling in each other's arms,
Seeking safety from cold earthly harms,
We speak out our dreams, of fears and hopes;
Tearing down our walls of insecurities, with warmth from our glued palms,
So that we be tight, as tied nylon ropes.

Warm love is the burden of our young hearts,
Unaware of its sharpness, us it cuts,
Deep, into our souls it pricks, numbing our senses,
But still in love we vow to wallow, shunning lusts,
For we know, we will only dwell safely, under love's lenses.
Gerry Sikazwe

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