Little Care

< I lost sleep for my treasure though without eyes but you care less You exchanged my sleep with empty treasures hidden behind your breasts as you care less. Though I found you in the pleasantness of the moonlight thoughts that bruised and overwhelms me night long, yet you care little Though your thoughts have conquered me, chased away sleep from my members that I am so sick of your love and care, yet you cared so little Your soft smile is my living language with charms without bridle but you care no more And in years of tears Prayed to hear you say ".. here am I my love" but was abandoned in the storehouse of anxiety Ah! wish I can hear you call my name again so i may steal a touch And some looks at your cheerful visage. Yea! I wish you make some whispers to my ears, And pass through my heart to care If only I run into your soul through your tender embrace then will I find peace But would you let me into your farmyard into your treasures of roes to find peace to sleep It matters nothing to others> ©2018 David Okore