In this place
In this time
It is a story time
Around my territory
Some ears are corked
Enjoying my honey
Flowing into them
Wanting the thickest to feel the surge
And it shows
The hush hushes
The eye eyers
The unhearable mumblings are its evidence
It is a past
Made into a good story
I care not what it entails
And will certainly not let it define me now
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014
Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 3:00 PM UTC
In this place
In this time
It is a story time
Around my territory
Some ears are corked
Enjoying my honey
Flowing into them
Wanting the thickest to feel the surge
And it shows
The hush hushes
The eye eyers
The unhearable mumblings are its evidence
It is a past
Made into a good story
I care not what it entails
And will certainly not let it define me now
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014