It Is All About Love Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

They are the rare breed of the world of mystics,
And are like the supernatural acts of the soul;
Oh, how i feel i could touch them all.
However, i now squint back into my past.
Like the conscious of a missing like that needs a recall,
I see them pass me by;
As i sit here in my little appartment.
Yes, women of all shapes to touch my heart;
Like 'Men In Black' for an acion film.

It is all about love,
Like the women in black with more imaginations;
But at first, it was like a dream to me.
It is all about love and,
Love had taken control of the acts and the arts!
So you now know why i do need your love.
This is all about love when the mystics do talk,
Because your breed is the kind that i need;
But many are in deciphir,
Like a matured tree without fruits.

You are the best for me to make a choice,
With an impression on your special love;
So let me in when i do knock at your door.
It is all about love,
It is all about the life we live in;
With the key to move all things as love.
You are among the best of breeds,
But i will always fight hard to get to you always;
Like the conscious of a missing link that needs a recall.