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WITH YOUR EYES

With your eyes
…you undressed the stress
…and carresed my mess
…to bless me until I healed from distress
…and turned a blessing

II
With your eyes
You massaged my heart
…with a message from a genuine heart
…that intrigued me
Reversing my hunt to park at your gate
…in a submission that broke a lifetime of stubbornness

III
With your eyes
You attracted my tracks
…to retract my trucks of naughtiness
Forcing a tigress into skin of a sheep
To fit into your fence of one
Leaving me questionless
…in my tamed notoriety

IV
How do suns rise there
…there, in your eyes?
How do the stars play there
…there, in your eyes?
How do you do it –
…arresting and imprisoning me with your eyes?
I am always weak when you seek me
…that I leak in meekness
…and I peak in seeking more
…so much more of you

V
I know I’ll die in the prison
…of your eyes
And I’ll blossom with the rains
…of your eyes
For they are the leading light
…in my loving travels
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © April 2, 2020

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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