Frieda Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

I am like the sad dam whose water is dried up and,
I need your love to allow water to run through me once again;
For, you are the shield for my glory!
And, i need your love.

I will cherish your sweet love like the dews on the morning flowers,
And i will live to love this day!
Because, love will surely make this dam very active once more.

Reviw, interview!
I am Frieda in the land of your muse;
But, this dried up dam is like the status of my present condition.

Songs of love!
Words of peace,
Prayers of joy!
Simple red with the muse of the red wine on your table;
But, i will need your sweet love to allow water run through me once again.