Close trees cross paths
Lovingly,
Harshly,
Both needs make love.
Close trees share a space
In little,
In abundance,
Both needs make love.
Close trees share a risk
Lightly,
And in severity,
Both needs make love.
So in the worst whirlwind
Hold my hand
In the craziest storm
Hug me tight
In the graveyard of hatred,
Help dig out
A storm to storm
Kills both storms.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014.
Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)
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