Until Then
The girl of my dreams and
I became an insomniac
Everyday I exalted her and
These days no more contrary...
Caressing her beauty but
Obscured to the ethereal sight
Deaf to the harmonious voice
I search for her but
Everytime I turnover
I descend
Blood bolting through veins
Anxiety attack with
Each inhale
Lungs turn into a canteen
Liquid ice barges in
As my Conscious and
Unconscious
Spar
under the
Permafrost surface
The devil butterfly strokes
Toward me
Celestial and
Peaceful
Like a dove
Saturated in
Blood
The devils decrepit
Hazel fingernails
Graze my lips
As I punch through
The ice and
Reach for
Her hand.
Forgetting
Shes now
Miles of memories
Away.
Now I stare
reality in the pupils.
Engulfed in its
Infernal darkness...
Reborn,
Before I can blink.
Immortalised in solitude.
Until we meet again,
Amour will be my armor
-Stephen Kofi Opare Obeng
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