SWEET!

I would like to call you my wild horse and feed you silver sage
I would like to paint my poems whit desert tongue clay across your back
And ride you savagely
As the swift and western wind...through a green and wild Nyanza

I would like to make you my secret sun
Blazing dark and red in the orchids
And I would steal away to watch the silver belly beams and bows beneath
I would make you my wings in the foothills of Ngong'

My lover in the oceans of the world
I would cherish your kisses
And scatter them like sweet memories
Of home!!