Brett Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Brett



This is how i feel about you and,
That's the way it is with my love;
But, what occurs to the forgetfull minds in love?

The paintings of sins are all over the walls of love,
But who is without sin on this earth?
For, i am a blindfolded lover on your side.

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