SHE

She awaits me like the robber

And celebrates my approach

She sings and dances

The Larakaraka and runyege

Her tongue dripping like the hyaena’s

She encircles me like the owl

Swooping low and silent

Like the serpent

Before delivering her deadly kiss

To my enchanted face

My back, my thigh, my neck

Again and again my bewitched body gives in

As her poison of plasmodium runs into my veins

Until she has had her fill

This vampire, this prostitute tires not

As my ravaged exhausted body surrenders to her coaxing

To my doom