My love,
I’d like for you to look
I’d like for you to look only at me.
My sunshine,
I’d like for you to come close
I’d like for you to come close when I am weak and hold me,
And hold only me.
My darling,
I’d like for you to kiss me,
I’d like for you to kiss my forehead when I’m down, in the midst of all watchful eyes.
My armour,
I’d like for you to take charge,
I’d like for you to drag me from the midst of fear
Into your protective den.
My honey,
I’d like for you to whisper,
I’d like for you to whisper sweet nothings, when tempers run wild, only in my ears.
My bright moon,
I’d like for you to shine,
I’d like for you to shine in my darkest moments.
Quencher of loneliness,
I’d like for you to be there,
I’d like for you to be there when everybody leaves.
Don’t bother about the roses
They will wilt.
Don’t bother about materialism,
You know I am a natural.
Just focus on you
And focus on me
As I’ll focus on you
And let us fly to the land of contentment,
To the land of togetherness
And to the land of love
And I’ll make sure we stay there forever.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014.