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MPHO RAMAANO
romance

I saw it all
and felt pity for them,
at least I had my comfort
of the fancy aventura,
the beautiful resort,
But, did not have the joy they had.
Passing there,
I saw them
touch,
kiss,
lick
and suck
like wolves
under the midnight full moon.

Lastly,
they lied,
not in a sleep:
taking a duet song
of senseless lyrics,
repetitions and repetitions
of the same words,
to and fro
they sat,
stood,
bent,
crawled
and lied again,
all that cycle.
I walked slowly
as I watched
ROMANCE
on the road side,
then a collapsing house.