IN THE REALM OF LOVE

 

 

 

 

 

Leaning on the trusted gives relief

On its highest heels is the automatic perfection spectacles

Vine of emotions, Cupid works with potions

Easy breezy, Cupid’s early wings are unbreakable

 

II

Is it me or all? Initially needing time to walk like snails and

Shouting at time to quickly pass in the end?

 

III

A hefty conundrum, this cute cold Cupid

 

IV

Do work with all your might

Oust deceit from your thoughts like a plague

Under thoughtful thoughts, objectivity burns

Breaking fantastic chains like woods

Leave the future for the future

Enjoy being dazzled for Cupid is moody

 

V

Even-hearts can sort it out

Dangling hearts crash with prideful heads

Giving and receiving comes with kissing and cuddling

Eventually, the lone giver starts losing his grip

Deadly times, those times, which harbour hurts

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

VI

Swim ashore when you crash in its seas

Win the heat like a gallant soul

Open your heart for more auditions

Risks abound in choosing characters

Dead patience can’t guard doors in wait of the chosen

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014