If I Ever Say How It Happened.

I don’t know how it happens,
It just came like a silent thief,
To steel my heart away,
I found myself that day,
Hiding inside her cute eyes,
She just sneaked in,
Stole my important part,
Now am afraid,
Going home confidently,
If I ever say when!
I don’t know how!
Sometimes we dream of names
Names we never knew,
Sometimes we never meet,
Sometimes it happens,
When it is,
It like nothing like something.

poem by Dickson Mseti
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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