Katharina Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Katharina



I am the infallible lips of the old man of the sea and,
With a well noted vessel on a day's sail;
So make a long and weary trip to meet my herat,
For my lover is called Katharina.

Katharina my love,
You are like the banquet of crystal rivulets;
But i am closer to you on the facts of this love,
And the sea will our place of love.

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Edward Kofi Louis

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