Good morning my sweetheart,
I've made you some coffee (let it melt your icy heart) .
It's seven on the hour.
Before you speak, here’s a flower
(Let it mask the scent of your morning breath,
Which fills the rooms’ length and breath?)
Oh it’s so lovely to see you smile!
(Lord knows it's been a while;
I'd almost forgotten your chronic shaded tooth,
Never knowing lies from truth)
Now, now just sit back and enjoy your breakfast
(Every meal should be our last) .
More coffee? (Let it melt your heart of stone,
And let you learn to live alone) .
Nkululeko Mdudu
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