O, NANYALI

By Julius Malah Matete Munthali Nanyali, a loved chapter in thy bones Your heartbeats, I still feel them in thy veins Your hot groans, I still feel them in thy sleep Call it madness Sometimes I hold my pillow close by my chest All to a memory of how I used to hold you O, Nanyali, consider a come back O, Nanyali, your absence, thy heart is bruised O, Nanyali, come back and laugh with my soul again