Jacaranda Flowers

there are jacaranda flowers ablaze

and the sidewalk mood to my home is violet again

summer in south africa is tinged with such

jealousy of cloud laden longings

shades heavy in the partings of your hair

and eyelashes that bend down in a

whisper

on a red tiled roof of my neighbourhood

moment

for today is only a day

that i own

with you

wistful caresses of

a guilt

and slumber

at the far end

of a dustynoon

and grime on your face

of aches

and yet another

distance.