​WHEN LOVE’S WHIRLWIND SWEEPS

When love’s whirlwind sweeps
It moves fearlessly like a monster looking for keeps

Pressing hearts into one until it, one sound, beeps

II

When love’s whirlwind arrests

Every sour taste blends into milk like a newborns’ from breasts

Making unfathomable ills honoured crests
III

When love’s whirlwind stamps

Its desired sounds beat no ear-blasting amp’s

Even stinky hovels become exploring camps
IV

But when it slaps

Even Satan’s right hand claps

Applauding the athletes caught in their hearts’ traps

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) July 18, 2017

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