Hearts Like Ours With Kofi Amed

Kofi Amed & Dominic Amozimi Tonal shaded selfies behind open mural walls We were but performers in art galleried halls Between submissive embrace and crazy calls. We danced our way into realms of falling roses. On sullen floors of marble and polished wood Drenched In ambivert scents of wild orchids Hands eloped in laughter under a yellow moon Where smiles were unending and unrestrained Cocooned in the warmth of your soft embrace Amid gazes that stir our souls like boiling soup So hot, it burns and by us tastes all beautiful And has chained us from our souls to our visibles Two were burnt. One product; love most enviable One spark of fire had burnt up two people And burnt them up like Moses’ burning bush. No sword could hurt us when we’re nested in embrace Nor could the swordsman sever us that have been chained Between our arms we hold each other’s safest place. The years wears on under star canvassed skies And slowly I fade into you and you into me For our love is like fine wine It only gets better and better with time !