I am completely besotted

All but you hear my endearments.

Apart from breathing, my heart to you is allotted

But when I see you all I remember are word fragments



All pretty flowers are in full bloom

All sway in songs of calls

Aiming to own my dream groom

I hope to conquer as smooth as the waterfalls


If only this tongue doesn’t get tight

And this heart doesn’t run wild

And this head does not me fight

I would easily surrender with words which are mild


Oh cupid wings

Lend me your whip

A whip that will like the nightingale sings

Force me not to one word skip


When he is nearby

To force me to forget my woman’s pride

And erase bye bye

From my mouth and bring my tongue from where it hide’


Oh you arrow

Of love

Clean this sweet sorrow

And write on it love from above.

    Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014

By amoafowaa

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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