I will come visiting when the moon is red,
I will lay you down on a bed of roses that are widespread.
I will bring along different brands of wine that are biomed.
We will be dancing on with the stars above the red moon.
We will be passing through the eye of hell to heaven's gates like balloon.
We will be anything and everything under the red moon if only you asked me to,I will be your cartoon.
When sadness visit along the way to the valley of doom, we will give her a piece of our peace pie.
When we are weary of swimming in the river of love, we will clothes ourselves with a bit of hatred like a thiny amulet worn on our wrists as we try.
Then in this dream we are dreaming comes to shores with a fleet of ships to fight, we will put up a fight till we die.
Clean the rose flowers when the sun is up,I will fill our bed with fresh ones with dew lowers as they dry.
Close your eyes.
Close the doors.
Close the windows.
©®Felix Atta Amoakoh
8/10/22
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