Mad Love Poem by Preston Mwiinga

Mad Love

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I am your King and you are my Queen
I love you like the way people love tobwa in hot season.
Because of this love that keeps scratching me, I am able to climb a tree with my hands in my pocket.
In order to see our future I fly up to hold a plane.
My love. For you is so real and I wouldn't want you to suffer, I have bought you a Train, your duty is just to buy a rail line, I have also bought you that Zambian Airways plane, you just have to find the best airport to be landing from.
When I'm with you, I can do the impossible, I can actually become a magician and I can swallow a Razor Blade without it cutting my intestines.
For your own information I can prove my love to the world by jumping off Findeco house Zambia`s tallest building and still survive.
I can swallow a needle and still have my breath because you you are my heart beat.
I just love you with all my heart.

Wednesday, September 28, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love and dreams
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