MY SWEET CRUSH

It is a natural
No, supernatural
You in my fantasies
Like a good movie on television
I, a hopeless watcher
Enjoy your sight and might
Enhancing your good
With my magnifying glass
Dazing and erasing insignificant flaws
You are a tree
Whose roots reside on the fertile ground of my heart
You are the only one
My mind’s eye sees
You are the fire which burns
When reality pricks like a needle
But you are the force
Which pushes me to the fore
Just in your fantasmic river,
I swim to rejuvenation
Making up in smiles so heavenly
Craving only for the waters in your drum
To quench my passionate thirst
Oh your eyes are my moon
You are my golden fish
You are my skies
And your stars lead my way
No matter the mirrors I view you in,
No matter the shoutings of never holding hands
No matter the pain of no recognition from your end
I am yours in whole
Yours, only yours
For you have consumed me
Mind, body and soul
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015