Ngivulekile

We have limited time to feel

And I treasure beautiful summers

But all these loose ends can only be tied by you

I seek relief from stones unturned 

I never thought it was desperation

It felt textured in the ethereal 

It felt measured in something real

It felt like something I could feel

But I am unable to explain

To capture succinctly the loneliness 

That saturates my pain.