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

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

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

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

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

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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