The Storm of Love
When I first saw her.
I thought i have seen a blue bird from Kakum forest.
Her face was sparkled like a sunrise.
Her eyes were that of a Engels.
My face can be seen through her eyes.
Her breast was pointed at me like Gambaga escarpment
Suddenly my heart escaped to cloud nine.
I asked myself will this be my final destination in the journey of love?
I was a magma in beneath when she first called me darling.
I suddenly buried my teeth because not long ago a storm swallowed my love.
I am a product of my past and keeps record of wrongs.
My greatest fear is unfavorable attitudes and actions in love.
When the storm over took me once again.
Because the love was so deep, i fought and conquered.
But the devil stole my touch light.
The darkness was so thick that only my legs can be recognized.
My eyes has lost it bearings.
I was like a sand in Sahara desert picked by wind to form star dunes without my consent.
The clouds were so thick and even the moon and the stars have lost control over their homes.
My whole body has surrendered to the clouds but only my feet is feel attached the ground.
Desert crickets who accompanied me some days ago with their sweet sound can not be found.
My heart started pumping like a turbo engine.
My face drop like deflating balloon.
My ribs lay outside like locust.
Even my soul has escaped to seek asylum in unknown land.
Will my dreams and visions in love becomes fertile ground where plant will grow?
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