My First Love

My first love was alluring yet painful,

Every time I go back to those reminiscences,

my heart is crying like a tired child for one fond look,

and I feel like I could have done so much better.

 

It was a Saturday when I first saw her,

her skin was like honey – sweet and fragrant,

made my heart skip a beat

for I had never seen anything so breathtaking.

Her skin was a russet color

and Her hair was midnight-black,

 flowed over her shoulders..

 

That first moment when we saw each other

is inscribed in my cranium.

I can still hear my heart throbbing noisily in my chest,

as her eyes landed on me in my ‎indlu.

Her eyes were a light hazel,

they were lovely eyes,

 full of life,

and capable of expressing love.

 

When you are around happiness fills in my heart.

As I see you again and again when you are away,

 happiness fills in my heart.

As I think about the moments we spend together.

After you came to my life,

 I am always happy.

 No matter where you are,

your name is now carved,

in my soul for you are part of who I am now.

 

By

 Seth Yuhi Musinga