LOVE ME SOME

Love me some
You who ride on the anger of another
To blow fury from a perceived monster yet to come
Love me, love me some

Ib
Love me some
You who fly on rumours of a floating other
To bait me with many a ghostly hum
Please love me, love me some

II
Love me some
You who think class a physical beauty
And think mine a straining duty
Do love me, love me some
You who walk on clouds of intelligence
Blowing steam with worldly affluence
Please love me, love me some

III
Don’t wait for my summer
To run into my warmth
Don’t wait for your rains
To force yourself under my umbrella
Don’t wait till some cold cold harmattan
To come begging for my sheabutter
Love me now
Oh love me some

IV
For life is like a dreary dream
…and a shocking reformation
Life is like a beauteous nightmare
…and nightmarish beauty
A rope being stepped on today
…can surely be the escape from a chase tomorrow
So love me some
Love me now
You hating heart cooking on the heat of naught
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © March 18, 2021