#WritcoPoemChallenge
If only wishes can come true,
I have one or two or maybe a few,
And they're all about you.

For you to come home,
to call my mshanani just one time,
to hug me,
to smell your fragrance of booze
radiating out your body, and asking
me for R2.00 for a cigarette,
just anything.

I'd make wishes.
Wells and Wells of wishes for you to come home. To smile, and let your always bold head shine under the rays of sunlight,
your melanin skin reminding us of the beauty God bestowed upon you.

I miss you.
I really really miss you.
And I want you home. The heavens sure got a golden start when you ascended.

Wells of wishes.

I miss you so much.

~Black_Phoenix


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