"Neo Khuba"
I have been loved in many waysToo much and too littleRight here and thereYet, gentleness was her rodHyacinth is her game I have been loved in many waysSouvenirs and scarsCrashing it all cameYet, her chamberA gift for me to fall apart I have been loved in many waysSheep and wolvesPassing by in lanesYet, her lion roar as mine became tameHer lilies in light of the valleys He has called her…
















