Another Kind of Discovery

A Poem

By Nomthandazo NXABELA


I untouched,
Lead his head down gently
Toes curling
Lips cursing
Nourished by his spirit

Without Inhibition,
He holds parts of me

His Tongue pulsates
Against the flow
Of my discovery

At the meeting of our eyes
Tremors rush through my kingdom
I surrender the crown of my thighs
For him to wear
Like jewels of wisdom
His tongue pulsating
Against the flow
Of my discovery