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MAKE ME A TODDLER TONIGHT

Finger in hair

Tears the pack and releases a decade air

Fingers on shoulder

Touches every pore and becomes a beautiful moulder

A mouth on a mouth

Resuscitates olden breath which is aiming for death’s south

Imagine what a touch could patch

In taking me back in time

Make me a toddler tonight

With every touch to light my path backwards

Make me that unthinking fellow

Who sees a common sweet and mellows

And lives in a world where tears solves all problems

I know you alone can

So make me the little one

Who has no care

By meaning every touch

Meaning every move

And being the eyes under this dark sheets

   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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