NOTHING AT ALL

I used to abuse thoughts of our separation
I used to confuse my heart with your thoughts
I used to dwell on your looks
Until time brought us here

II
Here
Where you look like time’s used gigolo
Your hair so lost
Your height so bended
Your face, like a wrinkle ground
Your gait, so strained
Your life, so pathetic
And I look at the dream beside me
And feel the fear of you in his place

III
Seeing as I still look like me
Desirable to even youthful greens
Seeing as I still feel like me
Young and strong to act the crazy I feel
Seeing as I still love like me
…adoring strength of muscles
…going crazy over fierce dimples
…loving youthful packs like cool sea waves
I’m sure time knew the frustration I’d have felt
And severed you from my fate
And I’m grateful

IV
Grateful for the space to fill
I’m grateful
Grateful for the freshness I complement
I am grateful
Grateful you are my past
For you’d have soiled my mirror with your looks
And soiled my spirit with your crooks
You’d have soiled my soul with your hooks
And would’ve forced my body to feel like “oops!”

V
But I pray the tiredness I see
…has in it fulfillment
For old times sake
…and for old hurts brake
I hope that the looks I see
…fills your contentment
As I gift you my dodging
…to save you from shame
It sure is a scary thing to lose your flex points
And sure is enlivening to feel free
…free of a “What-could-have-been”
…which spells in a revealing capitalization
…nothing at all
Helping to replace a move on question mark
…with a move on full stop
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © July 17, 2021