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