LUSCIOUS SONG

Now I can sing my song
Because the sky has finished washing its face
And sun’s coming footprints
Have been licked by time

II
Now I can sing my song
Because the sun sits comfortably
On its throne
Facing and brightening its lively audience

III
Now, I can sing my song
Decorum has gone to fetch some food
Leaving the laissez faire lust in seat

IV
Now I can sing my song
Because even the clouds
Are at their humour best
And thunders are taking a rest

V
Limping lushes
Lay me bare on hot ice
Give me a mattress of hot ties
Keeping me warm with lighting fingers
I will make sure we shower afterwards
In the Jacuzzi of love
Amoafowaa Sefa Amoafowaa (c) 2015