There are feelings which can’t be hidden
Their presence call for hearts to do their bidden
And force chariots of fantasies to on them be ridden
Such are the butterflies you give forcing me to dare the forbidden

When I think of your homecoming
My abdomen feels like water boiling on fire
It shamelessly acts cunning
To wake my desire
Forcing my quite stomach to take on a thundering

Then my ears stand guard
Sifting through cries of cars
Acting like a noisy bard
While my head thinks of perfect bars

My mind acts the worst of all
A hug is swallowed by a kiss
A kiss is gobbled by a bliss
A bliss does the loving call

Why only thoughts of your coming
…force these feelings
Force my head to think of what I’m becoming
And the state of my feelings

But hatred is far from the taunts of the wait
And dislike has no place near my state
When butterflies flutter in my stomach
And tenderness runs around as Cupid feeds it luck

In those times
I feel the bell of my heart as it chimes
Such is the nature of your butterflies
While waiting to greet you with alluring cries
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © December 3, 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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