Sweet kisses
His heart sadly misses
He has gone with her to blisses
Shunning fears of crying disses
And ignoring snorts of many hisses
And oh, he went round sharing uncountable pisses
Least suspecting she had a talon in her fur
A talon which was itching to hunt him for her
So smooth were her touches
He loved her indulging him in love batches
For her, he played his enemies in perilous matches
She was simply her duchess
He saw no glitches
Her flaws in its extremes caused no hitches
To him, they were perfection guaranteed in riches
He never thought she had a talon in her fur
Her talon rose like an unsuspecting thief
Who has risen to the ranks of a chief
Trying to cause mischief
And make it an innocent one’s beef
And at best plead the fifth
As innocence gets the stamp of the triple sixth
His stars were awake
And baked them for his sake
But he misses
Her kisses
And misses
Her touches
And even misses
Her hisses
Yes, one captured by cupid
Would die for the worst, smile and even thank him or her for it
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014