Mzee Mwanakijiji
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- Mar 10, 2006
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It is Tuesday morning
Sunny and bright
Still my heart is aching
For the passion of the night
A smile and a laughter
The touch and the kisses
Everything better and sweeter
Like the bed of roses
The memory of intensity
The grandeur of ferocity
of the night of incredibility
It is nothing but total compatibility!
You took my breath away
And restored my sanity
Capturing me everyday
By the sight of your beauty!
Of all the women I desired none,
And from all my desires
You are the only one
Like the ambers of midnight fires!
From the top to the bottom
From the right to the left,
From the depths of my bossom
Off my feet I'm totally swept!
By. M. M. Mwanakijiji (The Voice of the Village)
Sunny and bright
Still my heart is aching
For the passion of the night
A smile and a laughter
The touch and the kisses
Everything better and sweeter
Like the bed of roses
The memory of intensity
The grandeur of ferocity
of the night of incredibility
It is nothing but total compatibility!
You took my breath away
And restored my sanity
Capturing me everyday
By the sight of your beauty!
Of all the women I desired none,
And from all my desires
You are the only one
Like the ambers of midnight fires!
From the top to the bottom
From the right to the left,
From the depths of my bossom
Off my feet I'm totally swept!
By. M. M. Mwanakijiji (The Voice of the Village)