THOUGH THE STAR BE TOO FAR

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By Matambo Andrea

Though the star be too far to hold

In times like these, it is still sweet to behold.

Though we bask and glory in the Sun

We caress it not, lest we burn.

 

Thee, the rains, and tongues of fire

When you come down, my spirit soars higher.

Maybe it is the gleam in your eyes,

Maybe it is my dream in your thighs;

 

Maybe it is the mile in your smile

That I’m sprinting to scoop my girl.

When my eyes are upon you -I gasp.

That fine figure -did you lease it from a wasp?

 

Maybe it is your touching voice

All I know is -I want you close.

Your presence woos my mind to make thunder land.

You bring out the best in me, I hope you understand.

 

I think of those crazy things too;

Yes -like bedding and kissing you.

Alas, I took a vow of chastity and silence.

But still -it is joy to love you from a distance.

 

For though the star be too far to hold

In times like these, it is still sweet to behold.

And though we bask and glory in the sun

We caress it not, lest we burn.