On my back, I lie, squinting at the twilight,
As splutters of rain drops fall on my cheek;
Light cold breeze strikes and takes me off-guard,
‘Cause it felt like your breath,
Slow, but fast and weak, but strong.

I close my eyes as a thunder tears open the sky,
But, in stead of blackness, I see you, your smile;
Come alive, my five senses,
To gaze at her beauty, to get a whiff of her scent,
To devour her lips’ taste, to hear her Enchanted voice,
And feel the delicacy of her skin.

The first drop of my tears roll down my cheek
And mix up with the everlasting rain,
As I remember your face tilting to the other side,
Every time I walk around your vicinity;
Every time I try in vain to catch your eyes.

Baby, do not walk away from me,
Burying my moyo alive as it throbs in pain.
Do not take my breath away,
kwa pretending to have not seen me.
Do not leave my heart,
kwa taking a leap across the chasm of life.

I crawl under your feet, sugar,
Begging wewe to give me back my heart,
To fill my throbbing veins with blood,
To pour life into me, to quench my thirst.
Just kwa a touch, a sense that wakes me
From my painful sleep!