Lily Mosweu Biography

Life, a soul shattering journey for those delicate as the nymphaea tetragona.
Emotion sucking.
Feet dragging.
A silent shout.
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On her bed she lay
Gaze fixed on the turmoiled branches outside
Still, vicious, wild & confused
Her heart's native tongue
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Spring is here but everything is just so bleak,
Like a tree in the bitter cold, every blow of wind takes away a piece of me,
A baobab I thought I was,
Able to survive with no fat leaves to store my water,
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Crystal clear, it all is so sparkling bright
My eyes can't stand the light
I try to block it out
Shades I pull out, still no sight
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Is it wrong that my heat craves just you,
Cries out for us,
Longs for you & I, together in oneness,
That I breath heavy unless I take in your name,
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