Sometimes
I feel like a child
Making their way home
From running a small
Errand for their mother...
Running so fast
And only taking
A small amount of caution
As I turn into every corner
Afraid that someone..
Or something
May be following me ...
And I'm just to afraid
To turn around
And try to figure out
What it may be....
That's sort of
What love feels like to me
That errand that you
Constantly had to run
No matter how many times
It made your heart skip a beat.
~Thembekile kilay deh'poet tsaoane