But Musawo But Musawo, Feel my pulse That Gong, that beats - TopicsExpress



          

But Musawo But Musawo, Feel my pulse That Gong, that beats from my heart That particular one, in the middle of my chest The love sick look in my eyes That sickness that warms the blood in my veins Prescribe me that medicine, Pretty one That involves the bright look in your eyes The cherry-like lips that denote when you speak Lady Doctor, am sick, and if you don’t help “Death calls my name in Capital Letters” But Musawo, Feel my pulse Musawo let me hear you speak That musical voice like Ballads of Namubiru A curvy bosom, curling like artistic marks of architecture Chocolate skin, velvet like recited poetry Prescribe for me that perfect medical love geometry That me and you will find biological symmetry That in the magic of our simple joinery We will have a girl pretty like you, with a medical poetry *Musawo means medical personnel ©Ssekajja K Ronald 2014
Posted on: Tue, 25 Mar 2014 09:58:32 +0000

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