I saw a sun in your heart
That I stole to light me up
Your proximity is a key
Which sparks a playful arrhythmia
In the sealed contours of my chest
A thief prays to never be caught
So why do I steal daily from the same spot?
I believe it is time to graduate into an armed robber
Wearing camo of braveness
With an armour vehicle of shamelessness
Guns of affection
Handcuffs of interest
Boots of attention
Bats of charms
With a skill of invincibility in operation
Oh thoughtful I in this thoughtless me
Raise no eyebrows
You know beatings of shame
Jailing of indifference
Shooting of animosity
And lynching of rumours
Aren’t exactly hells you’d want to experience
After all, we all share a fuel tank of breath
And these palpitations are known in these seats within
Oh how fair the hair of stares!
How bright the sight of tights!
How right the might of height!
How fast this heart runs!
Say no more!!!
There is a madness in this house!
One that puts together mismatched words
Through the ink of one bitten by Cupid’s arrow
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © July 24, 2018
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