Ahenda Anjichi

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Mapenzi

Asema ataka kuniona nadeka.. Asema moyo hutulia akiona nacheka.. Asema kwangu yeye mateka.. Asema hakuna mwengine anayemtataka.. Asema mi na yeye hatuto fik...
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Eve

I am the bosom you suckle until you grow teeth I am the hands that wiped away your tears I am the fingers that knot your hair into cornrows I am the jewels t...
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Music

I feel it everywhere..his essence takes over my senses like an orchestra..i am powerless-enveloped with the intensity of his tune, Transformed, in his arms i a...
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Love Letter

Dear LIFE, I ache to kiss you with the noise of my heartbeat, I ache to embrace you with the silence in my breath I wish to nourish you with such depth of m...

Ahenda Anjichi

Ahenda hopes she's the type of woman that is like wine; one whose age blesses her with a cultured sweetness & refined worth as life happens. She's a hopeless romantic; one in-love with love (either the notion of it or the actual manifestation of it). Her words are the concessions of her trinity: her mind, her heart and her soul. She loves coffee by the way (sometimes black & strong or creamy & sweet, the preference reliant on her mood)…. and wine and soft rain and a good book and chocolate and sand in her toes. She blogs here