A PanAfricanist Queer Womanist Collective
By Florence F Khaxas
Your tongue likes access to different doors
Like identical mountain tops of the Spitzkoppe
Your tongue likes
Trenches deep in the naked sees,
Your tongue loves nature
Reaching spots only to be imagined,
In this wild jungle we all have ownership
I love your tongue
The wonders it brings
To this soulful excited me….sweating! Sweating!
Breathlessly clinging scratching scratching, long nails.
I’m so disoriented.
A wild cat
Getting into a deadly fight
Survival is negotiable
I love the words spoken from your tongue
As you mastered the clicking sound of khoekoe
/namsi-ta ke a ti /kamiro!
As you demonstrate captivated emotions
Inside your center of soul
Your tongue tour guiding me
Through the nature as you see it, exploring it with me
As it reaches the mountain top of the Spitzkoppe,
Identical twin sisters,
Wetting all that is on the bare chest me.
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