“She was that lass I loved to admire when she plucked roses in her Charlotte novels she beamed like sunflower, when she laughed at romantic lines, I loved her little sequin nuggets those fine details about her, those indefinite little prose. Her smell made me wonder, Do books have frankincense? I loved to stare at her favourite book by” LoveCharlotteHannah CherubZimbabwean WriterSoulful PoemLove Beating Poetry Book:Hannah Cherub: Hannah cherub Source: Hannah Cherub: Hannah cherub
“Hannah do you even know the meaning of evening silences? Watching the ebb, the halo hanging upon your eyes? Hannah do we even know the love we twined in those pines? We walked with veils like of virgin shyness? Those constellation, those stars that gleam and thrill, those seamless touches, those eyes, shyness and sheen, those Hannah, those nights painted by Vincent Van Gogh, those nights I took you in my arms and held you like an eg” Love QuotesLove QuotationsLove SayingsVincent Van GoghAfrican PoetryHannah CherubZimbabwean WriterSoulful PoemTapiwanaishe Book:Hannah Cherub: Hannah cherub Source: Hannah Cherub: Hannah cherub