The day I met you…


By Nathalie Zulu M.

All was quiet,
The sun was at its best
In the midst of a multitude
I made my entrance

Suddenly,
Like strike by a lightning
My eyes could not shift

I can’t say how I felt
Neither can I explain what happened
I lost my words for seconds
And rushed to sit at the back
Running away from the moment

There,
I caught my breath
And remained silent for a while

Questions popped in my head
Who is he?
Did he see me?
What is he doing here?
Will he talk to me?
Will he look at me?
O my God!
I am losing it

I was shy in my tender age
Then thought, no!
Not now!
I can’t be shy

Like a game shifter
I found myself next to you
We talked for a while
I listened to every words
Carefully captured details
What a bel homme!

It was fun
Instructive I will say

If only I could frizz the time
And make it last for ever
Of course No

The sun wasn’t pleading on my favor
It is late
With a heavy heart
will take my leave
holding in my mind
that pure light skin
those long fingers
and that shy expression of yours
hoping that
We will meet again
someday…

Focus on me


By Nathalie Zulu M.

Bring my world to your world,
Undress my heart, make it yours
Like the morning,
Give a new story to my life

Treat me like a queen,
Make me feel special,
Let me from far hear your praises and songs.
Make me yours.

Take my hand,
Treat me well,
Don’t look around,
I am here.
Just me, just yours.

Desire me,
Hold me,
Entertain me,
Make me lose myself

With boldness, arise.
With strength and might, fight.
With love, take me;
And make me yours forever.