You’re not my knight in shining armour
You’re my Vans
My arms of steel
You’re not my life long comrade
You’re my channel of veins
Pumping blood and oxygen – keeping me alive
You’re not the one who listens to me
Instead the one who shuts me up when I’m being silly…
The one who finds logic to my babbling
You’re my Vans
Keeping me safe with your big strong hands
You’re my Vans
With whom I’m already plotting life plans
You’re my Vans
Dipping in his tea, bread buttered and jammed
You’re my Vans
Who loves me kissing his hands…
You’re my Vans
One, Seven, Two
How perfect I fit when I stand next to you
You’re my Van; I’ve grown to love, trust and honour
My one to cheer me up, when I’m feeling down
My one man audience when I’m clowning around
This is my ode to you my Vans
For every time we held hands
Moments that froze when my lips touched yours
Even when we played it safe or broke some laws
My poem addressing you
Because I love you
My poem celebrating the time we spent together
From facebook to warmbaths
Our love is forever
Mesh & Vans after Moyo
