Failure and failure again is the secret ingredient to achieving the right level of success.
Mark Makhubalo
Have you ever
Heard the sound of passion call to you?
Like a naked lover
beckoning you into the warm, comfy sheets-
That make you forget about the deafening cold
That freezes our ears to render us unable to hear.
I have never really been able to hold firm
To all my convictions whilst listening to that lusty
Voice that sounds thirsty as the desert of the Namib
That walked across the plains of pain for far too long
She decided to simply embrace the pleasure of pure leisure.
Drinking my water as i bask in the spring weather
Nourished by the fresh fruit of the flowers
Who at the peak of their powers produce perfume
Who’s scent flows from them into the air
Right into my nostrils were they do not disturb but curb
Any ailments i might have had in regards to the bad smell in here.