Umgababa

Now I see
two people walking on the beach,
touching each other
with hands intertwined
gurgling and giggling
like two smitten teenagers,
kissing on a dune
and right there
in mid afternoon
swayed by lust and non existing morals
breaking chaste tradition
on the second dune
as if they are the only ones there
and blessed by the sun.

[Reference: Umgababa by Dikobe wa Mogale.]

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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