in a noisy matatu moving fast into the CBD,
Oblivious to the chaos as I think of you, I will have you,
hands entwined as we sip tea on a balcony,
Looking in each other’s smiling eyes, I will have you,
talking about twitter hash tags,
And planting 310 seeds, I will have you,
when Nairobi lights bathe us in soft light,
On the ride home, I will have you,
while you are in the shower,
And I slip into a nightie, I will have you,
nestled in the embrace of my hands and bosom,
And you make your home between my limbs, I will have you,
satiated and drifting into peaceful sleep,
Dreaming of your secret things, I will have you,
in the morning as you stretch and yawn,
Seeing me next to you, I will have you,
with me.
Black Widow