SINGLE TAUNTS

When night’s shadows beckon
Loneliness holds a wire whip
With an inward magical scar power
To keep the mind company

II
Moon’s light turn taunt television
To show the beautiful moments of others’ passions
Shelving the worst dirts of coupling
Making ease turn tears

III
Stars’ twinkles show the fantastic flutters
The heart misses
The cool breeze pinches out needy goosebumps
Which stir the pot of pleasure
Putting whips of passions at play

IV
Oh why does the travel seem long?
Night sure drags its feet
Its buttocks enjoying the taunter seat
Making sleeps’ heart burn
Oh how I yearn
To skip this learn
And flow with happy dreamers
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016

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