When the weather gets cold
Lonely bubbles get bold
And show on skins
Like standing fins
On fishes
II
Then they call on past thoughts
Thoughts the body bought
With time and buried
And needs ferried
By regret
III
Like waves, tears fight back
Goosebumps get stacked
I need an antidote
I get on a boat
Of failure
IV
Many have lost love to hatred
And have been embittered
Many are poor lost wives
Many have lost lives
Thoughts fade
Sleep
At last
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014

4 replies on “WHEN LUSTFUL THOUGHTS GET BOLD”
Nice flow..
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Thank you so much. Blessings.
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Nice. I like the structural conceit–very engaging
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Thank you very much. Blessings.
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