Chemistry Is… Poem by PHUMLA KHANYILE

The erupting surge of emotions
Beyond walls of concealment
Pass stature of seriousness
Disrupting one's true senses

It is wires crossed causing a spark
Each time we inches apart
Like a distant thunder that raptures
Without too much a sound but lightning

Chemistry is you in me
Invading all my sacred spaces
Defeating all my forms of resistance
Bending my will like a blown weed

Chemistry is the sounding drums
The song my heart sings when you call my name
Echoing pass the moment
Trailing all the movements

Chemistry are the moments spend in silence
With our hands glued palm to palm
With not so many words spoken
Yet the silence is filled with assurance

Chemistry is my stirred up feelings
Warmth at the thought of your touch
Shivers at the thought of past occurrences
Chills each time we paste our lips to kiss