Through barred gate
past angry dogs and wet dreams
through lecherous forests
and the need for affirmation
I stumbled to the tower.
My broken leg
hanging at a desperate angle
taking necessary steps
lugging heavy fantasies
I reached her level.
Forgetting to knock
failing to catch my breath
as it howled in castigation
I broke down and shut the door
checking for wise women.
Sighing heavily
at my monotonous predictability
she unrolled her plaited hair
and shot me a bored smile.
She knew the ropes.
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Very nice! I like this one a lot
Thank you Tebogo, it is good to speak with you. I look forward to reading your writing.
I look forward to reading yours.